[Intro: Bucket Hat Boy]
Walking down the street one night
Very late of course
Walking down the street one night
Very late of course
Then I saw this lamppost it was all alone
I asked how does your life go
[Chorus: Bucket Hat Boy]
Never fooled no one in the day light
Ain't finessed anyone in the evening
Every day tryna do what feels right
You'll never catch it scheming
They keep it real, yeah, yeah, you know they keep it true
Y'already know how it go
Never scared to do what they gotta do
Life of a lamppost
[Verse 1: Bucket Hat Boy]
Lamppost alone
Listening to Post Malone
In its mind thinking
Gotta be an AM flow
Got the green glow
Tired but don't let it show
Rooted in the snow
Mind traveling far down the road
Night life specialist
Analyst of the melodies
Club music theory
Modest the fringe benefits
Seen just about everything
Asks for hardly anything
No friends, no enemies
Inner light is the remedy
Someone speedin’ in a coupe
Splashed that water, too
On some granny and her boo
They can barely move
Lampposts’ light turning to the tint of doom
Nothing more that it can do
Things go on as usual
Not a new situation
Ongoing speculation
Tired of mere spectation
Lowering its expectations
On humanity
And the population
Showing insanity
Late for meditation
No medication
Needed, just lotta patience
Look at the lamppost
Exemplary behavior
[Chorus: Bucket Hat Boy]
Never fooled no one in the day light
Ain't finessed anyone in the evening
Every day tryna do what feels right
You'll never catch it scheming
They keep it real, yeah, yeah, you know they keep it true
Y'already know how it go
Never scared to do what they gotta do
Life of a lamppost
[Bridge: Bucket Hat Boy]
First it ain't said nothing
Nothing of course
First it ain't said nothing
I mean nothing at all
Then it started whispering, this how my life goes
Then it started whispering, this how my life goes
[Verse 2: Orange Milkshake & Bucket Hat Boy]
Smaller than a star and half as bright
Taller than Pixar but I still might
Light up a street at a pitch-dark night
Baller son coming back to make things right
Lined up, silent like the c in science
Switch off in defiance
While they still in reliance
So unemotive I win at poker
I’d get choked in a spit roast
Most folks cold, no soul but spit jokes
Post Malone needs cotton-spin joe
In the pit, dream of hits
And thriving past my kin-folk
Gotta blast, gotta go
Never sit, whole new flow
Baby driver speed test, I’m in control
But I’m just a lamppost
[Verse 3: Orange Milkshake]
Time ticking
Goku teleporting
Don’t waste a second
Heaven ain’t waiting
Can’t trust so I skip the praying
Lay down, dream about that Supra (skrt, skrt)
I still need a blessing
I hop on this beat (ay)
Bucket Hat Boy got the heat (ay)
Hungry gotta, gotta go eat
What a, what a mystery
Lonely streets
Wonder what these lampposts feel
And the shops closed
But my pockets empty
Got no munchies
And still ain’t on top of, top of, top of the list
[Verse 4: Orange Milkshake]
Yo, livin’ like a lamppost
Tall mellow boy all alone in the cold
Nervous wreck, I wish it was over
Wish I wasn’t sober
But that’s just how I cope
Won’t catch me slipping like bar soap, yah
Only bright when they sleepin’
Think I ain’t nothing worth peepin’
Tell me just to keep on dreamin’
Tell myself to keep on dreamin’
[Chorus: Bucket Hat Boy]
Never fooled no one in the day light
Ain't finessed anyone in the evening
Every day tryna do what feels right
You'll never catch it scheming
They keep it real, yeah, yeah, you know they keep it true
Y'already know how it go
Never scared to do what they gotta do
Life of a lamppost
[Verse 5: Bucket Hat Boy]
'Though it's hectic
The post ain't acting reckless
Wants no attention
Doesn't wear no necklace
Friends with the homeless homie
Chewing on old lettuce
Always shedding light
No matter the status
Humble but important
Important to be humble
Bet if I walked by
Wouldn't complain 'bout my mumble
Wish I could see inside
But the light just way too bright
For a stupid human being
Of the regular kind
The lamppost ain't showin' no bravado
The club-goers keep it wild though
Young punks throwin' tags on it
Stray hounds do their things on it
Ain't call no cops on 'em
Ain't got no phone on him
Keep it chill
Yeah you gotta keep the flow goin'
Closest neighbors a mile away
Never seen them, but maybe someday, yeah
