YOUNG RUETTIGER (I DO WHAT I WANT) Watsky (Ft. Abhi the Nomad)
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[Intro: Watsky]
I do what I feel like
I do what I
I do what I feel like
I do what I
(George, late night?)
[Verse 1: Watsky]
I went til I took it too far
When shit was looking FUBAR
I bent the spine of the rulebook
Set the summit, returned to my boudoir
I swung outta my shoes, dent up in the moon
Next up gonna do Mars
I paid my friends a million bucks
And I never bought a new car
And you could say in the world today that’s nothing to brag about
You lay what you got away, save it for the rain clouds
Great if you wanna wait for the weather
I would rather build a playground
[Verse 2: Abhi the Nomad]
Bet–I used to want to get a lake house
Plus a white fence and a Greyhound (bus)
But the fun of it is played out (trust)
Now I wonder why I space out
Don’t- don’t- don’t want to be too real, wanna do what I do feel
Take both red and blue pills
And it freed me, I’m still dreamin–life’s 3d
Fuck a deity, motherfuck a newsreal
Tell the world how you feel
Some wanna lick a boot heel
But that’s easy
I did the hard part, and that’s be me, so–
I do what I feel like
I do what I
I do what I feel like
I do what I
(George, late night?)
[Verse 1: Watsky]
I went til I took it too far
When shit was looking FUBAR
I bent the spine of the rulebook
Set the summit, returned to my boudoir
I swung outta my shoes, dent up in the moon
Next up gonna do Mars
I paid my friends a million bucks
And I never bought a new car
And you could say in the world today that’s nothing to brag about
You lay what you got away, save it for the rain clouds
Great if you wanna wait for the weather
I would rather build a playground
[Verse 2: Abhi the Nomad]
Bet–I used to want to get a lake house
Plus a white fence and a Greyhound (bus)
But the fun of it is played out (trust)
Now I wonder why I space out
Don’t- don’t- don’t want to be too real, wanna do what I do feel
Take both red and blue pills
And it freed me, I’m still dreamin–life’s 3d
Fuck a deity, motherfuck a newsreal
Tell the world how you feel
Some wanna lick a boot heel
But that’s easy
I did the hard part, and that’s be me, so–
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