After his large contributions to Beyoncé’s self titled album in 2013, BOOTS came onto the music scene largely unknown. He went from being homeless to working with mainstream artists practically overnight, adding to his ambiguity. BOOTS is an extremely talented all-around artist being able to sing, rap, produce and play multiple instruments.
In the following years, BOOTS has then gone on to work with FKA Twigs, Run the Jewels, Beyoncé (again) and his own work.
{Chorus: BOOTS} All my love Through the roof Through the roof It's yours All I have Through the roof Through the roof {Verse 1:
In the beginning was the word and the word was with God And the word it was God All things were made by him And without him there was not anything made It was made, in him
{verse 1} I've been up all night I'm sure, i'm sure you think you might've seen this one Or heard it from some other kind of stranger in the light I keep
Tuck my gun into your waist Suck your thumb, cry off your face Cuz we're losing light Yeah you're losing light All my club-immortal dreams All the hero worship;
{Verse 1} Bottom line I'm not yours and you ain't mine Count the days Messages you left a ways, away, away It's the tone I get, I get why you're not
{Intro} These are my father's children Each one outshines the sun {Verse 1} It's still raining in Manhattan Kinda funny, I'm the only
Shapes Colors in between us Mirrors underneath my footsteps Might be something different Wait Volume sleeps with envy Everything is empty this time Could be
{Verse 1} My arms are freezing babe I wish that they would warm My heart is a stone today Oh mischief is the throne to save Off the saddle Into battle
It's still winter in toronto I got the call and we were splitting like pronto She can't hear me cuz i only speak in mono And she only likes that same old plain jane bang
{Hook: BOOTS} All my life I've been dreaming of you I've been dreaming of you, I've been dreaming of you Dreaming of you {Verse 1: BOOTS}
Cat's out the bag No one remembers you Slip off your robe No one will see this through But oh Boy you're such a saint Don't tell me that you ain't
{Verse 1} I know my eyes get hazy, looks like they could stray Hide out in Daisy's basement every other day I know what you know, I don't know you so She
You gotta gotta gotta keep Back tracking and zig zagging and stack stacking Stay off the glass ceiling they're crack-cracking Steer clear of the meat heads at meat packing
{verse 1: boots} 6 o'clock in the morning and the sun is burning A black hole through the sheets, at least give me a warning Performing rights, performed last night
{Hook 2} Rock star, squad car Pitch black, cold heart Rock star, squad car Pitch black, cold heart Rock star, squad car Pitch black, cold heart Rock star,