Riley Mackin - II. Zealots of Stockholm lyrics

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Riley Mackin - II. Zealots of Stockholm lyrics

[Produced by Childish Gambino, Ludwig Göransson, & Sam Spiegel] [Intro: Childish Gambino] When we were coming down They said it was too soon I never had to lie, no, no, no, no When we were coming down, they left us all alone We're headed nowhere, nowhere I know you've been around I feel you in and out, how are you? Do you sleep? Are you with me? We used to be unspoken, now everything is broken I'm a good son, I'm a good son You're a good son You're a good son You're a good son [Beat Switch] [Bridge: Childish Gambino] Free information, free information Free information, free informa— [Verse 1: Childish Gambino] Arlanda, hotel to the bar Young girl with an accent with her back bent Ass out to the whole world We can vibe out for tonight Stepping outside for a light No coke, and I just smoke vapor, no papers Slow poke and I don't know 'bout photos Let's go though... How old are you, saying that you never date older dudes? That's why I never wanna say no to you The coldest dude to hold a groove with no kids The coldest dude who can't hold his goose "I'ma walk out; wanna walk too?" What about dude? "f** him, I just really wanna feel something" [Bridge: Kilo Kish] It took me like five minutes to figure out What voices those were, on the phone But I figured it out... [Hook: Kilo Kish] Is it real, cause you're online? Is it real, cause you're online? Is it real, cause you're online? Is it real.. online? [Interlude] I'm a freaky b**h I am 5 foot 8, 390 And I am a freaky b**h [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Heathen, it's a struggle just to keep breathing Existential asthmatic, puff puff pa** addict Craftmatic, making moves but they sleeping on me We can kick it like it's FIFA, homie Nevertheless, I got that fresh like it was Crest Grind cause I'm stressed TMJ or TMI, it's a lie that you're living I never understood the hate on a n***a preference When every marriage is a same s** marriage Same s** everyday, monotonous Lost God, never prayed, forgotten us Lost love, never say just like our parents Too much power ain't enough power Brain splattered like I've fallen off a watch tower And anybody can walk into any Denny's And wait until I'm walking in it With a gun that they 3D printed and finish it Kinison said if you gonna miss heaven... Why do it by two inches? Old money and new b**hes [Outro] Getting next level in a hotel Ain't sh** that we don't need n***a oh well