Grapevine - Brett G

God probably should've put thorns On the grapevine Hoes love to gossip so I try to stay away, I'm Way too fucking pretty for the texts I make her Facetime It get disrespectful Broski reaching for his waistline I'm a vampire Never by her in the daytime All black attire When you see me with the k9s They never believe it till they see it Then they say I am What they say I am What they say I- Still independent 732 baby, 9 off the exit Don't hit my line in the Stu I reject it We in the States but we fluent in metric, yeah Grams, liters, et cetera They know my name in this bitch, it's respected Shorty relax you a name on the checklist I heard they hating, we moving protected Most of my dogs really grew up neglected Now Benjamin Frank give 'em lots of attention I'm with the gang and we plotting for pension I'm with ya girl, I got thotty intentions Homie relax (ahh, ahh), why so much tension? Lemme rephrase it, that's not a suggestion We get offended, and it get offensive so God probably should've put thorns On the grapevine Hoes love to gossip so I try to stay away I'm Way too fucking pretty for the texts I make her Facetime It get disrespectful Broski reaching for his waistline I'm a vampire Never by her in the daytime All black attire When you see me with the k9s They never believe it till they see it Then they say I am What they say I am What they say I Look, I do not know what you heard about me 'Cause my bros never fold or told no dirt about me And my opps never see me they just swerve around me And a bop meet me, barely get a word up out me Like, no pillow talking I'ma dead man walking A moving target, you can't pin me Please proceed with caution It's understood I'm unrelated Still my name get brought in I was overlooked and waited Now it's gonna cost 'em God probably should've put thorns On the grapevine Hoes love to gossip so I try to stay away I'm Way too fucking pretty for the texts I make her Facetime It get disrespectful Broski reaching for his waistline I'm a vampire Never by her in the daytime All black attire When you see me with the k9s They never believe it till they see it Then they say I am What they say I am What they say I

Oh just about to lose Just about to lose my mind Just about to lose my mind Oh just about to lose my mind My mind, my mind, my mind Just about to lose my mind Just about to lose my mind

When the wind picked up the fire spread And the grapevines seemed left for dead And the northern sky looked like the end of days The end of days A wake up call to a rented room Sounded like an alarm of impending doom To warn us it's only a matter of time Before we all burn Before we all burn Before we all burn Before we all burn We bought some wine and some papercups Near your daughter's school when we picked her up And drove to a cemetery on a hill On a hill And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray And she laughed and danced through the field of graves There I knew it would be alright That everything would be alright Would be alright Would be alright Would be alright And the news reports on the radio Said it was getting worse As the ocean air fanned the flames But I couldn't think of anywhere I would have rather been To watch it all burn away To burn away The firemen worked in double shifts, With prayers for rain on their lips And they knew it was only a matter of time

There's a space on the left side You were there for the whole ride And the rock in my glove box It weighs me down like the taste of All the red wine and glazed eyes That set fire to me Oh, the one dance in your grasp Is all I see Is all I see, is all I see Is all I see, is all I see Is all I see, is all I see Is all I see, is all I see 91 miles to the grapevine Still feels longer than a lifetime When we touch, I forget the bad blood And I let it all fade away 91 miles to the grapevine Still feels longer than a lifetime When we touch, I forget the bad blood And I let it all fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away There's a space on the left side You were there for the whole ride And the rock in my glove box It weighs me down like the taste of All the red wine and glazed eyes That set fire to me Oh, the one dance in your grasp Is all I see Is all I see, is all I see Is all I see, is all I see 91 miles to the grapevine (is all I see) Still feels longer than a lifetime (is all I see) When we touch, I forget the bad blood (is all I see) And I let it all fade away (is all I see) 91 miles to the grapevine (is all I see) Still feels longer than a lifetime (is all I see) When we touch, I forget the bad blood (is all I see) And I let it all fade away (is all I see) Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away 91 miles to the grapevine Still feels longer than a lifetime When we touch, I forget the bad blood And I let it all fade away 91 miles to the grapevine Still feels longer than a lifetime When we touch, I forget the bad blood And I let it all fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away