BROCKHAMPTON - TIME TO CELEBRATE Lyrics

BROCKHAMPTON - TIME TO CELEBRATE Lyrics

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky


[Verse 1: Joba]

If there was money in the bag

That you can just have

No strings attached

What would you have to ask?

I take some time, make up my mind

And disappear, and not say shit

Just go away for a while

Might do my dance, might throw some bands with both hands

Go all in, just give in for a while

I been beat up, beat down, fed up, bugged out over paper

Money ain’t shit when it’s meant to be

Money just came, in this case, for me

And I can’t complain

Nor will he, nor do we, I’m just saying


[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]

Damn, damn, damn, paper man, where you been?

Lights going down, and it’s time to make bands


[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky


[Verse 2: Matt Champion, (Kevin Abstract)]

Put your fist up

Man, lil’ hood shit, that’s good shit

Raw hype, fuck the small talk, push the big rocks

Rub some dirt on, right

I’m on Parker, I’m on Denzel[?]

Fuck opinions, y’all can keep them

Think about it, do what I want, fuck a price tag

Flew my mom all way up to Italy

Let her build up a whole winery

Find a new side of me

You love me, love me, love me

Always there right beside me

Might check in with my grandpa’s bags (Weighing on my mind, yeah)

Still ain’t call me back

Ride, ride, ride, where my dawgs at?

Jealousy gon’ creep up on me

Wish the worst things on me

I was born the way I was, can’t do nothing ‘bout it


[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky


[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]

Take your bread, invest

Put your egg in nest

They is hating, they is not your friends

Don’t need their respect, you can learn self respect

[?] but hate the set, over your screaming fans

This for my people, man, always for my people, man

Login Whatsapp just to see my favorite fans

This for my people, man, always for my people, man

This for my people, man, always for my people, damn

Thank you mommy, you help people, and that’s why I rap

Black nurse in the South, when they hate you, hope

I’mma break myself, make myself a better self

Make my beat, I be [?]


[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

I got my money saved

I’m with them boys my momma hate

I take the time to celebrate

My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

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