Different Sides Lyrics

Flowey presents, it's all in the room Oh, the Flowey presents, it's all in the room

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Go through highs of the fire perkys, and counting millies

Go through lows like a grounds worker, a employee

Dress like a skata or a gangsta

Got styles on me

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Tell my ex that I'm the same man

Talk to me

Summertime I'm Mr. Rainman

Rock with me

Devil tapping on my shoulder

Got God with me

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

When I tell you shut yo mouth, girl, do not open

When I say that it's a small world, been all over

Lived in 4 different states now, I'm not 30

You gon' see some different sides of me, yeah

No one in the restroom but got lines with me, yeah

Every day the weekend and it starts with me, yeah

Posted at the Gra when I'm post to sleep, long as my pulse is beating

I feel impulsed to tweekin', overdrinkin', overthinkin

The girls I'm meetin' met a Costa Rican

L.A. Fitness and she came over, we handled business

What do you know, like somethin' always came up

Started talkin' bout my zodiac, she crazy as fuck

Tellin' me how I'm a fire sign and fire's in her

I can't lie, couldn't sleep, now I'm up

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Go through highs of the fire perkys, and counting millies

Go through lows like a grounds worker, a employee

Dress like a skata or a gangsta

Got styles on me

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Tell my ex that I'm the same man

Talk to me

Summertime I'm Mr. Rainman

Rock with me

Devil tapping on my shoulder

Got God with me

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Wax bout to hit my line now, got a half wit em

I been gettin' high since high school, high class nigga

Use to think it held me back, but it got my bag bigger

You gon' see some different sides of me, yeah

Always on some deep shit like I'm sober

How many times have I said done with socials

Said, I was stayin' in popped out in Tom Ford

I'm fuckin' fabulous, the vibe's immaculate

Got the baddest bitch, might collapse in it

What is happenin

Don't get too comfortable, I try to tell myself

I came up before, but I fell again

I know, how it feels to lose

Some-thing so close, I can't hold onto anything, so

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Go through highs of the fire perkys, and counting millies

Go through lows like a grounds worker, a employee

Dress like a skata or a gangsta

Got styles on me

You gon' see some different sides of me, sides of me

Tell my ex that I'm the same man

Talk to me

Summertime I'm Mr. Rainman

Rock with me

Devil tapping on my shoulder

Got God with me

You gon' see some different sides of me