Song of the Day #190

Childish Gambino- "Kids (Keep Up)" from Camp

"If we were kids

I'd want to give you everything that you would want

Those other boys

They gave you toys, but all they wanna do is

Keep up

Keep up, keep up, keep up

That's all I want, keep up

Keep up with me, keep up

Keep up

Keep up, keep up, keep up

That's all I want, keep up

Keep up with me, keep up

I guess I'm fucking now

I'm getting used to it

It's cause I shine, and I ain't gotta use a crucifix

Fuck the fussing and fighting and arguing to this and that

And "Why you bein' mean to me Donald?" I never texted back

I know it's comin' quick, wishin' I could fast forward

Tell these nice girls they're the reason that I'm an asshole

Omega to alpha male because of that dollar bill

When I worked the mail room I ain't have a shot in hell

I called her ass for two months and heard shit from her

These girls couldn't care less when the chips under

The chips are up and on my shoulder, you heard me?

I take it out on girls who don't even deserve it

The Girls I tried to hit last year, I still might

Karmas a bitch who doesn't suck, but I still like

If we were kids I had the black K-swiss and Reebok

If we were kids I wouldn’t act like this but we not"