Yellow Gold

My song
(Yeah)
There go the raw files
(There go them)
There go the raw files
(It go down)
Raw files not Raphael, yeah
Pro tip, raw files

And it bounce for the little
Baby bounce for a while
Baby, bounce
Baby baby bounce

(It's like three people's birthday today)

Bounce from the front
To the back of my head
From the bottom to the top
And all around once again

Shoulda done something different
Shoulda done that instead
I be stepping' in the kitchen
And forgot what to get

It's just I'm dream-woke
Scatterbrained
Damn I wish I had a brain
That matters but the matter's gray

After party at the rink

I got a gold El Camino parked
In my heart
Push to start
Modified to the part
Let it bark

I ain't seen the same light
Since New Year's Day
Of twenty-ten-8

You was always by my side
I thought it'd never change
Like how'd I get this way

I got one last brain cell
To ruin my day
So I'ma give it away

I had 99 problems
'Til I spilled my drink
(Oh excuse me miss)
So now I got 98

(I just need)
A pattern is a pattern and I like it that way
(Some more rest)
And I'm 'bout to save the planet
I'll be back in a day
(In too deep)
I'm always clocked in
And I'm always zoned out
(Nothing less)
And know I gotta walk in
(I ain't gotta walk in)
'Cause you know I show out
What the fuck you know about that

I'm trying' to do it all
3 in 1 shampoo
And if I can make it happen
Maybe you can too

I'm so determined my detergent
Turned my black pants blue
And I done walked so many paths
That I just can't choose

I swear that they don't know
I been li'l bro for too long
And nobodies compliment me
With a backhand too

And I know that when they saw
I pull up to a show
So confident they let me in
The back end too

They don't really know
But I don't give a fuck
Keep my shit up on the low
Let 'em know when I blow

I can't take nobody home
To my folks 'cause they don't
Ever call me what they call me
And it's awkward fasho

I said I'm into the ocean
I'll be swimming on a limb to
Get to it closer
But I'm drowning in the gin too

I like it when my coffee
Seventy-five cents too
A dolla makes me holla
Now I'm 'bout to leave a tip too

Why my momma tell me something
And I'm half past dead
I ain't wake up yet

It's seven-forty in the morning
I don't know what you said
I'm sorry that I forget

I heard my daddy tell me something
So I wrote it in red
I had to borrow a pen

I swore I knew it then I blew it
When I finally left
I guess I did it again

(I just need)
A pattern is a pattern and I like it that way
(Some more rest)
And I'm 'bout to save the planet
I'll be back in a day
(In too deep)
I'm always clocked in
And I'm always zoned out
(Nothing less)
And know I gotta walk in
(I ain't gotta walk in)
'Cause you know I show out
What the fuck you know about that

A pattern is a pattern and I like it that way
'Bout to save the planet I'll be back in a day

I got these several personalities
That never turn their back on me
Always, never

Feels like Im gathering the casualties
That battled my mentality
Always remember

And I've been actin' up so casually
And practicing my last mistake
I'll wait forever

If I was everything I had to be
I'd never be so passive
To complete the letter

Shut that down

And I'm golden
Usually I'm yellow
But right now I'm feeling sensitive

Hold me
I used to be so mellow
But I'm letting the stress get to me

If only
I took a breath and kept it secret
Never ever to allow them

To know me
I haven't been myself
And I can tell they need a rest from me

Open
I'm closing up the canopy
I'm lonesome 'cause I have to be

Closest
And every year I feel it
Like my failure to progress is the motive

I'm still grown'
I just know when
I've been chosen