Camthemaker - Bummy God Lyrics

4 months no job
5 years gone from a 4 year high school
3 weeks and the rent due
Soul cold like igloo
But who woulda thunk
At 23 I'd slump
Getting by on a gram and a little bit of bump
From these Logitechs that my brother bought me
I don't own a f*cking thing
My midi wasn't bought Joshu showed love
The PC i got goes back to bruh
So what does that leave me
A couple of green leaves
A hoodie with some cut off pants and a bucket

I'm the Bummy God
No one's slummy like your homie
Deadbeat all my life and that's all I ever will be
I'm a Rankin County prodigee
Got Trashy in my veins
You can type the philosophy and praise what I'm saying
Bummy God

2 Days in the same draws
But this what she came for
Been away from the day job
Boy still on the pay clock
It's just us on the dais
I bet they won't play us
We're the trash can kids from a southern landmass
I'm the pearl of the south
I'm the Rankin trash
From the town of has beens and the never haves
We're a stain on the world but we're still on the map
And yall hate it
Living in the world of the unknown
I wanna get the love when I come home
I wanna take it back to the shed
And collect the heads of the fakest f*cks
Who want fruits of life but left me out the loop
You get the guillotine when I'm on the throne
Because

I'm the Bummy God
No one's slummy like your homie
Deadbeat all my life and that's all I ever will be
I'm a Rankin County prodigee
Got Trashy in my veins
You can type the philosophy and praise what I'm saying
Bummy God

Praise Em Praise Em
Praise Em Praise Em
Bummy God
Holy Ghost the Bummy God needs some Praise

Praise Em Praise Em
Bummy God Bummy God