Upchurch - Parachute (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Upchurch - Parachute (en) Lyrics
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Lonely is the only top parachute
me I'm comin' back down
God dang, everyone comin'
at my throat now
I'm bouta sell all my real estate
Who need a three million dollar house?
Who need a whole damn car collection
that goes back to 1948?
I'ma buy a trailer park and
put Earnhardt flags in
every single window pane
Like ayy-ayy-ayy my life is like
a zombie land would be
Strapped up like Call Of Duty in the
future blastin' plasma beams
My Chevy from a galaxy, nobody's
human I can see
And I get pulled over by UFO's,
moon-rocks in the seat
A hundred years from now I'll
be cruisin' in the clouds
A thousand angels in the
crowd but for right now
I'm on a lonely rock, hidin'
in a lonely spot
Whoa, comin' back down
Whoa, lonely is the only top parachute
me I'm comin' back down
The past three years I've
been climbin', still not
tired, I can see the top
Ain't walked into their party
yet 'cause I'm from a distance
only here to watch
I'm a dark magician to the mental blocks,
everywhere is my mental spot
Xfinity with it, my thought
process got it's own motherfuckin'
routin' box
I'm bulletproof to y'all cyberspace,
not co-dependent on a record label
I beat the game, they know I
did, check this missed call
from these millionaires
Atlantic probably lookin' like they
found Atlantis, hand standin'
like a human prayin' mantis
Fortnite your whole hill top
take the fuckin' glider
back to my golden palace
A thousand angles in the
crowd but for right now
Whoa, (Parachute me, parachute
me) comin' back down (Parachute
me, parachute me)
The top is no place for me, oh
I've seen it through a scope
and they don't know
Yeah, the bottoms where the party's at
Where I can roll up super fat
Get baked in random parkin' lots
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mainstreet can't even handle this
I'm good cannabis when you ain't
smoked no good since '96
And I stay rollin' up like
I'm Tupac Shakur
Lightin' up to Biggie Smalls, conspiracy
theories in the blunt
Whoa, (Parachute me, parachute
me) comin' back down
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