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GTA Offline Video (MV)




Performed By: Jetpack Brandon
Language: English
Length: 5:48
Written by: Brandon Floyd




Jetpack Brandon - GTA Offline Lyrics
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Yeah
Brandon
That moment when you realize Grand Theft Auto ain't real
All that money on that game Can't pay your bills
Got a garage full of cars maybe three or four
But you gotta call yo homie to take you to the store
I been there too
I've been there three times
Told my clan crew
Throwing up that piece sign
I played 2K
Way too much online
Now I'm here with you
That's how I spend my time
My day starts off with a bowl of video games
Thinking that that shit can make me move towards my destiny
But it took one month for me to overwatch myself
Just to realize that shit had the best of me
So what's the recipe?
None of which you know
Got virtual money that stacks from here to Pluto
I just gained some rio putting Hours in Naruto
But my pockets kinda thin so can I borrow some from you bro
Put in some Skyrim I just slayed a dragon
I use a ethernet be damn if I'm lagging
I stay connected when I team up with my bros
So much in common so we down like 10 toes
Cause in my real life I'm running out of luck
I wanna get away cause reality sucks
I promise one day I'ma get my shit together
But these video games is what makes me feel better, Brandon
That moment when you realize Grand Theft Auto ain't real
All that money on that game can't pay your bills
Got a garage full of cars maybe three or four
But you gotta call yo homie to take you to the store
I been there too
I've been there three times
Told my clan crew
Throwing up that piece sign
I played 2K
Way too much online
Now I'm here with you
That's how I spend my time
But if my money was real I'd buy you a boat
And since it's cold outside I'd buy you a coat
Go to the corner store pop pills and smoke drugs
Then go to the strip club to show'em some love
Or we can ride bikes and just chill on the beach
It really don't matter all this money I see
Or go to my penthouse chill in my living room
And take the helicopter for a nice city view
Then go back to the club just to get a couple girls
Take them back to the penthouse to show'em our world
And don't be afraid to f*ck a girl on my couch for
As many times you done let me sleep on yours
F*ck the real life!
Right now we toasting to the good life
When I play the game it's so long to the hood life
That bad shit
The type of stuff that make me mad shit
These games my escape from the fact I never had shit, Brandon
I been there too
I've been there three times
Told my clan crew
Throwing up that piece sign
I played 2K
Way too much online
Now I'm here with you
That's how I spend my time
This world beats me up like a hanging piñata
As my mind runs like Tracer I stay close to Zenyatta
Praying for transcendence
Praying for forgiveness
Praying for some guidance
What type of game is this?
I put my D.va of a girlfriend on the frontline
Went behind her back and did dirt from behind
How could I hurt you?
I don't understand it
I just wanna thank you for taking all this damage
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy me I need some healing
As I ride these walls and try to make it to the ceiling
I used everything as a defense mechanism
But these ice cold walls couldn't block me from the feeling
Doing senseless things then I came to a halt
Keep living like this and I will never reach my ult
As I lose faith in myself like why?
I'm simply reminded that heroes never die, Brandon
That moment when you realize Grand Theft Auto ain't real
All that money on that game can't pay your bills
Got a garage full of cars maybe three or four
But you gotta call yo homie to take you to the store
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Yeah
Brandon
That moment when you realize Grand Theft Auto ain't real
All that money on that game Can't pay your bills
Got a garage full of cars maybe three or four
But you gotta call yo homie to take you to the store
I been there too
I've been there three times
Told my clan crew
Throwing up that piece sign
I played 2K
Way too much online
Now I'm here with you
That's how I spend my time
My day starts off with a bowl of video games
Thinking that that shit can make me move towards my destiny
But it took one month for me to overwatch myself
Just to realize that shit had the best of me
So what's the recipe?
None of which you know
Got virtual money that stacks from here to Pluto
I just gained some rio putting Hours in Naruto
But my pockets kinda thin so can I borrow some from you bro
Put in some Skyrim I just slayed a dragon
I use a ethernet be damn if I'm lagging
I stay connected when I team up with my bros
So much in common so we down like 10 toes
Cause in my real life I'm running out of luck
I wanna get away cause reality sucks
I promise one day I'ma get my shit together
But these video games is what makes me feel better, Brandon
That moment when you realize Grand Theft Auto ain't real
All that money on that game can't pay your bills
Got a garage full of cars maybe three or four
But you gotta call yo homie to take you to the store
I been there too
I've been there three times
Told my clan crew
Throwing up that piece sign
I played 2K
Way too much online
Now I'm here with you
That's how I spend my time
But if my money was real I'd buy you a boat
And since it's cold outside I'd buy you a coat
Go to the corner store pop pills and smoke drugs
Then go to the strip club to show'em some love
Or we can ride bikes and just chill on the beach
It really don't matter all this money I see
Or go to my penthouse chill in my living room
And take the helicopter for a nice city view
Then go back to the club just to get a couple girls
Take them back to the penthouse to show'em our world
And don't be afraid to f*ck a girl on my couch for
As many times you done let me sleep on yours
F*ck the real life!
Right now we toasting to the good life
When I play the game it's so long to the hood life
That bad shit
The type of stuff that make me mad shit
These games my escape from the fact I never had shit, Brandon
I been there too
I've been there three times
Told my clan crew
Throwing up that piece sign
I played 2K
Way too much online
Now I'm here with you
That's how I spend my time
This world beats me up like a hanging piñata
As my mind runs like Tracer I stay close to Zenyatta
Praying for transcendence
Praying for forgiveness
Praying for some guidance
What type of game is this?
I put my D.va of a girlfriend on the frontline
Went behind her back and did dirt from behind
How could I hurt you?
I don't understand it
I just wanna thank you for taking all this damage
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy me I need some healing
As I ride these walls and try to make it to the ceiling
I used everything as a defense mechanism
But these ice cold walls couldn't block me from the feeling
Doing senseless things then I came to a halt
Keep living like this and I will never reach my ult
As I lose faith in myself like why?
I'm simply reminded that heroes never die, Brandon
That moment when you realize Grand Theft Auto ain't real
All that money on that game can't pay your bills
Got a garage full of cars maybe three or four
But you gotta call yo homie to take you to the store
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Writer: Brandon Floyd
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