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Childish Gambino - Atavista Album Lyrics



Childish Gambino - Atavista Lyrics






Atavista

You think I'm crazy, but I'm higher all the time
And every day I wake, my life's on the line
You know I got to keep on moving, yeah

There are beasts untamed
Who will eat the young
And you'll become the same
If you stay too long

If the drug is faint
Then the high is low
Atavista, atavista
Atavista

You think I'm crazy, but I'm higher all the time
This life is something that is more than a lie
And every day I wake, my life's on the line
You know I've got to keep on moving, yeah

The game we play ain't fair, but play it, do we dare?
But people do they care 'bout what's happening?

Now you can have your cake
If it's all you need
And what can you do?
There are mouths to feed

And it's not insane
If we all believe
Atavista, atavista
Atavista
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Writer: Donald Glover
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Algorhythm

As we stand together
Promise me
That we'll teach the children
That we must be free
There is no joy in sorrow
No truth untold
And the cruel among us
Are tired and old
Mother, infinity
Why do you go away from me?
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh-ahh
Can you feel me?
Do you see me?
Ohh
A voice keeps on telling me
That we got to be, that we have to be
Free

Super computer status
Walking along streets
Everyone is an addict
Know what its gon' be
What was the motivation?
Constant communication
Everybody wanna get chose like Moses
Came out mother earth smelling like roses
Summon the new edition, made it way too efficient
Made us the guinea pig, I did it with no permission
I told him to call a friend
Didn't tell him to listen
To very scary, to binary
Zero and one
That code is like
My cousin [?]
I dream in color, not black and white
You sell your daughter on that data stream
'Cause you don't want me making hits, huh?
Humans don't understand
Humans gon' sell a lie
'Cause humans gotta survive
We know we gon' die
Nothing can live forever, you know we gon' try
Life isn't really worth it, the algorythm is perfect

Everybody move your body, now do it
Here is something that's gonna make you move and groove
(Please don't lose that tempo)
Algorythm
(Moving how they say so)
Algorythm

We done solved everything
Y'all might as well put your hands together
You might as well lift them too
Come on

Step, step, slide, slide, move your body from side to side
Clap your hands, don't stop the vibe
Just keep moving, you might survive
Pressure is to evolve
Took a bite of the apple
We crushing it to its sauce
How do we know the cost?
How do we know the truth when our feeling just could be false?
Freedom of being wrong
Freedom of being lost
We don't have to wait a minute (Wait a minute)
Feeling like a devil did it (Devil did it)
Oh lord, I'ma step to it (Step to it)
Do it from behind if you can't do it
Ooh you eating good over here? (Yeah!)
Is you eating good over there? (No!)
Feeling on the move do I care?
Looking for something worth it, the algorythm is perfect

Everybody move your body, now do it
Here is something that's gonna make you move and groove
(Please don't lose that tempo)
Algorythm
(Moving how they say so)
Algorythm
Everybody move your body, now do it
Here is something that's gonna make you move and groove
Algorythm, Algorythm

Algorythm, can you hear me?
Do you love me?
Can you hear me out?
Can you help me out?
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)

I've been waiting
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Woo, ahh
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Writer: Donald Glover
Copyright: Lyrics © CYPMP






Time

Seven billion people
Tryna free themselves
Said a billion prayers
Tryna save myself
I can see it coming
But it's moving fast

Been through a hurricane
With the sunroof down
Dancing with no pain
We wait to see the sunrise
It's a holiday, hey
When you're around (when you're around)
Breathe of fresh air, like a cold winter breeze
And I can feel it slow down, oh

Maybe all the stars in the night are really dreams
Maybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems
Maybe the sky will fall down on tomorrow
But one thing's for certain, baby
We're running out of time (time)
Oh, time (time), time, yeah

Running after something
But I don't know what
Am I running to
Too afraid to stop
Hundred miles an hour
With no seat belt on
Time is everlasting
I can't wait that long

Maybe all the stars in the night are really dreams (all the stars)
Maybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems (this whole world)
Maybe the sky will fall down on tomorrow
But one thing's for certain, baby
We're running out of time

My feet are falling to the bottom of the ocean
Running out of time, out of time, uh, oh yeah
High on motion, I can feel it moving forward
Running out of time, running out (out of time)
Running out (out of time), running out of time (out of time, time)

Do you feel? Make me feel it
Make me feel it
Ooh, yeah, hey

Maybe all the stars in the night are really dreams (all the stars)
Maybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems (this whole world)
Maybe the skies will fall down on tomorrow
But one thing's for certain, baby
We're running out of time

(Time)
(Time)
Uh
It's about power (time)
All about power (time)
Oh, I'm in time
I'm just tryna feel it (time)
Get a little bit stronger
Gotta go all out (time)
A nigga gon' ball out
Try not to fall out
Tryna be better
Gotta get better (time)
Too many pressure
Nigga need pressure
People need pressure

Running out of time
We're running
Running out of time
We're running
Running out of time
We're running
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Writer: Dacoury Dahi Natche, Donald McKinley Glover II, Ludwig Emil Tomas Goransson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Psilocybae (Millennial Love)

[ Featuring 21 Savage, Ink, Kadhja Bonet ]

Uh
(uh)

Someone made a mess in my account (someone sound like me, yes)
Someone bought a Patek in a panic (yes, yes)
Bode, Bentley addict, I go manic (oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'ma make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who talkin' all that trash
(you the one who talkin' all that trash)
Forty-five, I'll twenty-eight that ass (ooh)
You can set the snow on fire (yeah, ooh)
You smell like a peach papaya
She said, "Eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"
I'm like, "Aight" (aight)
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is" (no)
"This better not be no molly"
She just laughed and closed the door
Dark chocolate, sea salt
I took a bite (uh, uh)
She said, "We gon' have a special night" (ooh, ayy)
I said, "Who you telling, girl? I know that"
Tracee Ellis with it when you throw back (ooh, yeah)
Girl, I see your (shadow move)
Ooh, you're so divine (yes, you are)
And them panties came off (ooh, yes they did)
I'ma give you some privacy (uh)
Pictures with your stepsisters (hmm)
N. K. Jemisin with you, uh
Got the All About Love, on some bell hooks
Then I turned to a dirty look, uh (meow)
Ayy, why your cat lookin' at me sideways?
"Sing to her"
I said, "Nah, I'll put on the radio though"

I might let you go

Lay back on my back (uh), vibrate
My ex on some BS
She walked out the closet
Girl, never write a check I can't deposit
She said, "Boy, stop, let's go walkin'" (let's go walkin')
"You wanna be outside for this" (hold on)
We just talkin'
Dogpark looking like a Trader Joe's (roof, roof)
Papillon, mmh, thought you hated those
Earthy girls, uh, let they shady show
Every time we walk around
They say, "How she gonna hold him down?" No (mh)
They don't know what they missing
Most these niggas wanna run around with these SZAs (yeah)
I prefer to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets
I was going hard (by the magic hour)
We were holdin' hands, tried to make me understand (ooh, uh, yeah)
Make girls fall in love, that's my (Magic power), yes
Everybody's jealous I won't ease it with these colors (uh, uh)
(ooh, I wanna see it in the moonlight)
Yellow, red, orange robe, askin' for donation (ooh)
I'm not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation
(I am not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation)
Vibrate
Goddamn, man, this girl goin' crazy on my Motorola
(she said) "Let me answer it" (let me answer)
Then she'll know it's over (ooh)
Girl, you cancerous, you gon' ruin my life (ah, ah)
Let me get this paperweight, then come be my wife
She just laughed and touched my face (What you mean?)
You don't understand what this is (oh wait, wait, wait, wait)
I ain't lookin' for another lifetime
Let's just stay here and enjoy the great design (what? What?)
Had the iceberg tucked in my waist (bling)
F*ck an omelet (ooh), you can eat off my face (no)
I just thought that we were vibin' (ayy)
You don't love her then you lyin' (uh)
Come and go and you get tulips
Put a finger to my two lips (it's okay)
Ooh, you got it bad, just remember what we had
You can set the snow on fire
The reason that you suffer is desire (huh)
The reason that I'm moving with this ooh-wee
I was lovin' life, I got too deep (I was too deep)
Woke up in my room, she was long gone
Toni singing me another sad song (ooh)
Eternity
Oh, until we meet again

This ain't special, tell me what you want
This ain't special, baby, this is fun
This ain't special, tell me what you want
This ain't special, baby, this is fun

Drop it off (21), let me see if your booty soft
Gold mouth (hold up, hold up), yes, I'm from the Dirty South
Lights out (straight up), summertime, I brought the ice out (21)
Pipes out (on God), all my shooters came from Moscow
Got a girl in Harvard, I talk proper when I call her (21)
Baby, I'm a baller, ain't no way that I can raw ya (straight up)
She don't want no new friends, she just tryna buy her a new Benz (on God)
I've been counting M's, me and Ben Franklin damn near kin (on God)
Put my mind to it and I did it, them facts (21)
Talkin' 'bout your brother to get some pussy, that's wack (straight up)
The police keep harassin' 'cause I'm rich and I'm black (straight up)
They mad 'cause I made myself a boss without crack (on God)
I ain't trippin', boy, I'm Lamborghini whippin' (21, 21)
Straight up out the trenches, money made me ign'ant (it did)
I'm on a private jet eatin' Popeyes chicken (21)
I be flexin' like I'm eatin' Popeye's spinach (21, 21, 21)

Morning dew
Percolating, still have a little time for Sunday, ooh
(so baby, let's take it back to the crib)
(back to the, back, back to the)
Baby, I might let you go
Baby, baby, no matter what
And I'm like, I switch the other side of me
Baby got a whole lotta ride on me
Babe-baby, let's take it back to crib
Back-back to the crib
Back-back to the, baby
I might let you go
Baby, baby, no matter what
And I'm like, and I'm like, and I'm like, and I'm like
To the crib
Back to the crib, back
And no one seen them
Baby, I, baby, baby, I
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Writer: Atia Boggs, Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, Ely Rise, Kadhja Bonet, Kurtis McKenzie, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






To Be Hunted

Ooh
Ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, let me tell you something true

I remember, uh
Back when I was six years old, uh
Daddy said, "The world's so cold"
"There is something that you should know"
Uh
"You're so gorgeous" (thank you, daddy)
"Nothing's really worth your time"
"But someday soon you just might find"
"The truth about the world's design," oh

To be beautiful is to be hunted
I can't change the truth, I can't get you used to this
No, no, no, no, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To be beautiful is to be hunted
I can't change the truth, I can't get you used to this
And I know that, ooh, ooh

Now remember, uh
You do what the hell you want, uh
But someone's gonna smell your funk
You're exactly what they want (truth)
To be happy
Really means that someone else ain't
And balance ain't a one-food plate
Everything is give and take, oh, oh

To be beautiful is to be hunted
I can't change the truth, I can't get you used to this
Ohh, yeah, oh yeah
To be beautiful is to be hunted
I can't change the truth, I can't get you used to this
And I know

Gon' do it like this, okay (woo)
Shoulder shake (yeah, oh no)
Do it good now (na, na, na, na)
Ayy, ayy, uh (ooh)

To be beautiful is to be hunted
I can't change the truth, I can't get you used to this
Can't get you used to this
No, no, no, no
To be beautiful is to be hunted (I can't, I know)
I can't change the truth (I said), I can't get you used to this
Ooh, give it to me now, bring the strings back, uh

To be beautiful is to be hunted
We are beautiful, yeah
Stay so beautiful
That's so beautiful, uh
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Writer: Chukwudi Hodge, Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, James Francies, Jr., Kurtis McKenzie, Ludwig Goransson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Sweet Thang

[ Featuring Summer Walker ]

Sweet thing
You moved to Southern California
Sweet thing
You do just what your daddy told you
Sweet thing
You're watching Parks and Rec alone
Sweet thing
You sweet thing
Sweet thing
You think I'm being someone else
Sweet thing
But I can only be myself
Sweet thing
You'll still believe in fairytales
Sweet thing
You sweet thing

You take me to the fair
But I don't really care
You wouldn't change a hair
Sometimes I wonder why you love me
But you love me
I always make you cry
No matter how I try
Sometimes I wonder why
Why would you ever want to love me?
Must you love me? Oh

Sweet thing
You made me chicken, rice, and beans
Sweet thing
You're just as sweet as you can be
Sweet thing (oh, yeah)
If you wanna be happy, don't look at my phone (oh)
Sweet thing
My sweet thing
Sweet thing
Your friend is always acting stank
Sweet thing
You wanna hold me, but you can't
Sweet thing
You always eating off my food
Sweet thing
My sweet thing

Ain't got no pictures on my feed
Gucci jacket smell like weed, ooh
Rubbing my head, both of us sleeping
Feel like I'm cheating on myself
But it feels so good
I wanna tell you something
Something I've never said before

I just wanna say thank you
'Cause I love you, mhm (love you)
I wanna say thank you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause I love you (love, love, love, love, love)
Yeah, yeah (you)
I said thank you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I really love you (I really love, love, love you, baby, ahh)
I said, thank you
Thank you for showing me what love can be (only, only if I knew)
Thank you
Your love is a mountain (I ain't lying)
(I ain't lying) I ain't lying
Oh, no, no (thank you)
Oh, I just wanna say (thank you)
I climb every mountain, yeah
And we're learning
'Cause you love me and I love you
Yes, I do, I said, thank you
Thank you for my children
Thank you for your love
I just wanna thank you
I ain't lying, I ain't lying
I just wanna say it, I just wanna say it (thank you)
I cannot find, I've made my mind
Losin' my mind
Losin' my mind, oh, oh, no, no
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Writer: Carlos Munoz, Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, James Francies, Jr., Summer Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Little Foot Big Foot

[ Featuring Young Nudy ]

Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo
Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo (woo)

Little foot, big foot, get out the way
Bustin' out bales, I've been bustin' all day
Bustin' out bales, we were sellin' that hay
We been movin' that snow, I was ridin' that sleigh
Double cup C's, had to put 'em in the safe
Got the semi on deck, .45, AK
Servin' up fiend, I remember that J
Brought his daughter to the house, I was cryin' all day
L's rolled up and I'm packin' that heat
12 roll up and I'm slappin' them feet
He was only sixteen, he was lookin' at three
Now he lookin' at nine, pray to God he don't speak
Water drip rich, so we gave 'em that leak
Bales got my baby mama nails on fleek
I was seven years old, daddy thrown in the clink
Said, "Life ain't fair, everybody gon' cheat"

Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo
Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this (okay)
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo (woo)

Chicken coupe, chicken soup, I got the wave
Move so smooth like butter, like shea
Crime don't pay, I ain't heard what they say
Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick, ayy (ayy)
Cotton ball white like hen house floors
Could've been broke, this the life I chose
They was in school, I was stirrin' that pot
Daddy couldn't come home, I was takin' that spot
Life move fast, like a movie, so quick
Dark-skinned beauty got a booty so thick
She a down-home chick, she'll hit that lick
Had to drop my old girl 'cause she think that she slick
I ain't seen him in a minute, so I think he might flip
Had to hit him with the stick, man, you niggas ain't, woo
If I couldn't move bricks, I don't know what I'd do
I ain't worried 'bout mine, you can worry 'bout you

Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo
Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo (one, two, one, two, three, ah)

(Slime)
Put my foot in that work
Everything you stepped on (step on)
You sayin' this all to me, boy, you got stepped on (oh yeah)
I roll 'em up a light, you know I get my rep on (get my rep on)
And I just pour a pussy up, up in this styrofoam (yeah)
Diamonds on six, EA, my zone (EA)
Got it by myself, ain't nobody put me on (ain't nobody put me on)
Turn a pop song to a real scrap song (to a real scrap song)
I just unloaded in ya bitch
Deepthroat, she just tryna suck a nigga dick
Freak ho, I could never fall for your bitch (nah)
Ego's too slow, mine too big (mine too big)
Check out my life, I live big (yeah)
Check out my ice, yes, I did (I did)
Walked in, Mike Tyson, knockin' down shit (knockin' down shit)
All these diamonds on me hit (on me hit, yeah, diamonds)
All these diamonds on me hit, yeah (all these diamonds on me hit)
Real raw rook', came up on rich (real raw rook', came up on rich)
Gotta keep it real, right hand on my brick (yeah)
Everybody hatin' on me 'cause I'm lit (yeah)
Top of the world and I ain't givin' y'all shit
Damn (top of the world and I ain't givin' y'all shit)
Slimeball, slimeball (top of the world and I ain't givin' y'all shit)

Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo
Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move ain't, woo (woo)
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Writer: Curtis Kirk, Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, Ely Rise, Erwin Henderson, Jr., James Francies, Jr., Quantavious T. Thomas, Sam Sugarman
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Why Go To The Party

Why go to the party?
Why go to the party?
Why go to the party at all?
Two shots and a body
Two shots and a body
Two shots and a body involved
Where are those subtle men?
With the decency to might be wrong
Where are those winter girls?
Who corrected, say women
I'm sorry, forgiven
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Writer: Chukwudi Hodge, Donald Glover, James Francies, Jr., Ludwig Goransson, Riley Mackin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Human Sacrifice

I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness
I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness
I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness
I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness

Secrets, heartbeat
Find you, lovely
Secrets, heartbeat
Find you, lovely

Turn all the lights out
We shine brighter in the dark
We shine brighter in the dark
We shine brighter in the dark
Turn all the lights out
We shine brighter in the dark
We shine brighter in the dark
We shine brighter in the dark

I'm hoping, praying, we are together
No matter the weather
I get lost sometimes
I know it means that we are forever
But never means never
It's so hard to find

I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness
I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness
I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness
I cannot explain the feeling, I'm alone
The loneliness (oh)

Secrets, heartbeat (to the beat of)
(Your heart) find you, lovely
(Uh) secrets, heartbeat (if you know, know)
(Ay, uh) find you, lovely

Turn all the lights out (uh)
We shine brighter in the dark (yeah)
We shine brighter in the dark (uh)
We shine brighter in the dark
Turn all the lights out (ooh)
We shine brighter in the dark (yeah)
We shine brighter in the dark
We shine brighter in the dark

I'm hoping, praying, we are together
No matter the weather
I feel lost sometimes
I know it means that we are forever
But never means never
It's so hard to find

Oh, great spirit
Do you hear me?
Do you love me?
Will you lift me up?
Oh, great spirit
Do you see me?
Do you hear me?
Can you hold me up?
Oh, great spirit
Do you hear me?
Do you love me?
Will you lift me up?
Oh, great spirit (spirit)
Do you love me? (Do you see me?)
Do you hear me?
Can you hear me now? Oh (can you hold me up?)

(Oh, great spirit)
Can you give me love? Can you send us love? (Do you hear me?)
'Cause we need you right now (do you love me?)
Yes, we need you (will you lift me up?)
(Oh, great spirit)
We need your love, we are dying (do you see me?)
We are suffering, oh (do you hear me?)
We need you right now (can you hold me up?)
Oh, we need you, spirit (oh, great spirit)
Yes, we need you right now (do you hear me?)
We don't know who we are (do you love me?)
We have forgotten all your love (will you lift me up?)
Can you please come home? (Oh, great spirit)
Please carry me home (do you see me?)
Please come home to us (do you hear me?)
We need you right now (can you hold me up?)
(Oh, great spirit)
(Do you hear me?)
We need you (do you love me?)
Oh, can you save us? (Will you lift me up?)
Can you save us from ourselves? (Oh, great spirit)
Can you save us? (Do you see me?)
Can you save us? (Do you hear me?)
Oh, yes, my God
Oh, yes, my God (can you hold me up?)

Oh, yes, my spirit
Oh, yes, my spirit
You can hear me
Can you help us?
I need
I need You
Yes, we need You
We just need You
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Writer: Christoph Franke, Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, Edgar Froese, Eli Rise, Johannes Schmoelling
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






The Violence

Little girl, thirteen
Broke down, the violence (violence, violence)
Little boys playing 'round
Shot down, the violence (violence)
The violence (violence)
Baby girl, baby daddy
He's had it, the violence (the violence)
The violence (the violence)
Cut him up, in the gang
Did the same, the violence (violence)
The violence, oh

Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
The violence (violence)
The violence (violence)
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
The violence (violence)
The violence (violence)

Beat him up, keep him down
Light him up, the violence (violence, violence)
Never say what you see
Keep quiet, the silence (violence)
The silence (violence)

Little boy, little girl
Are you scared of the world?
Is it hard to live?
Just take care of your soul
Let the beauty unfold
You'll get through it

Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
The violence (violence, the violence)
The violence (violence, the violence)
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
The violence (violence, the violence)
The violence (violence, the violence)

(Violence, yeah)

What do you love?
I love, who do I love?
Yeah, who do you love? Me?
Yeah
Anybody else?
Mom and Oiallo and Genesis
And I love and I love Roland
And I love myself
That's, those are good answers
Those are really good answers (do you love yourself?)
I do love myself
Does mommy love herself? (Absolutely)
Mom?
Do you love yourself?
Yeah, I do
You best or (do both)
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Writer: Chukwudi Hodge, Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, Legend Glover, Ludwig Goransson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Final Church

Woo, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

What's good? (Come on)
Young Decatur, comin' straight out the hood (that's right)
I'm just tryna put the spirit in your Yeezy Boosts (Yeezy Boosts)
Get your cup, it runneth over once I got the juice (okay)
Every day is Sunday mornin', woo, you hella late (you hella late)
See the colors of my father when I meditate
I'ma give it to you, mama, I can't even lie
Amber-colored lotus flowers when I touch the sky
I ain't even high, uh

There is love in every moment
Under the sun, boy
I did what I wanted to
There is love in every moment
Under the sun, boy
You do what you wanna do

Ooh, my beard long, damn, I look like Jesus (uh)
And my shirt is off, ooh, I feel like Fela (uh)
On my mama, boy, you silly, tryna please a hater
Do you feel me? (Nah, nah), y'all don't hear me (nah, nah)
Said I feel good, (feel good) look good (look good)
East Atlanta (Gresham Park), Hollywood (Hollywood)
Never said it even though I prolly should (whoa)
I said I love me, l said I love me, ah, yeah

There is love in every moment
Under the sun, girl
I did what I wanted to
Ooh, ooh
There is love in every moment
Under the sun, girl
You do what you wanna do
Ooh, ooh

When you looking at the Devil
But you lookin' in the mirror
What you gon' say?
(Wait a minute) uh, uh
When your money getting long
But you know you're doin' wrong
What you gon' say?
(Wait a minute) uh, uh
When you know your mama dyin'
And you runnin' out of time
What you gonna say?
(Wait a minute) uh
When you feel alone
Know you are not alone (wait a minute)
Ah, yeah

There is love in every moment
Under the sun, boy
I did what I wanted to, yeah, yeah
Now I just power forward
Under the sun, in every moment
I did what I wanted to

Everything that you're feeling right now (ooh)
Let it out, let it out (ooh, ayy)
Alright, you ready?
Okay, now, one, two, one, two, three
Now do your dance, mama
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, uh
Ayy, uh, yeah, uh
What? Feel it
What? Come on, mama
Ayy, ayy, uh
Watch out
Uh, uh, huh, uh
Be you, uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ohh
For my father
Do what you wanna do
For my father
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For my son
Do what you wanna do
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Writer: Dacoury Natche, Donald Glover, James Francies, Jr., Nate Smith, Riley Mackin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group








Atavista is the reissued version of the fourth studio album, 3.15.20, by American recording artist Donald Glover under his stage name Childish Gambino.

The album was released on May 13, 2024, five days after 3.15.20 was removed from streaming platforms. The album maintains the same guest appearances from the unfinished version (Ariana Grande, Kadhja Bonet, 21 Savage and Ink), while incorporating new guest appearances from Young Nudy and Summer Walker.
Performed By: Childish Gambino
Genre(s): Alternative hip hop, alternative R&B, neo soul, experimental
Producer(s): Donald Glover, Chukwudi Hodge, Dahi, E.Y., Ely Rise, Jai Paul, James Francies, Kurtis McKenzie, Loshendrix, Ludwig Göransson, Riley Mackin, Sam Sugarman
Length: 50:15
Released: May 13th, 2024
Year: 2024

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