SARHFM lyrics
Chorus
Shit ain't really happening for me
Homie’s show me love, say they happy for me
Turn my arse around, that boy capping to me
Did that boy even wanna see me happy?
Verse
It no self stee than the fons
Praise the Lord, but first I gotta praise my Mums
She mad now, but that's only fair
Littering what the homie's learnt last year
Shed a few tears, sink a few beers
Little to my money, but definitely no cares
Feeling like I’m on cloud eight
Tryna get to nine
Feeling like a hole ay
And I was tryna get to mine
Unnecessary gunshots fill the void
Big fish, bigger pawn, feeling like a cord
Me kill the roy, the way I swing behind motors
He borders us, I'm from the South
And that's why it's potent
Chorus
Shit ain't really happening for me
Homie's show me love, say they happy for me
Turn my arse around, that boy capping to me
Did that boy even wanna see me happy?
Shit ain't really happening for me
Homie's show me love, say they happy for me
Turn my arse around, that boy capping to me
Did that boy even wanna see me happy?
Verse
Ah, just a broken guy with a few screws loose
No boy scouts, but better learn how to tie the noose
Delirious when I took my guard down, started eating punches
Meeting and greeting white girls so why inner city brunches
Let’s go back, pack your bags son
Lost his life is just like life man, there’s only one
Painting white pictures, passing off as doors
These little white boys passing off as thugs
Chorus
Shit ain't really happening for me
Homie’s show me love, say they happy for me
Turn my arse around, that boy capping to me
Did that boy even wanna see me happy?
