Yes Sir
Financial instability
Not a topic that they rap about
Or jealousy, envy me, is a thing I give a crap about
Brainstorm, word vomit on the floor of my 400 dollar apartment
I'm bored
Hunting for a score like the board
Not at bars but shoe stores
I don't care about the money in my pocket
The happiness I keep is what's really fillin' my wallet
Or billfold, I been told, tenfold to be responsible
And keep your nose warm but chin cold
Butt chin grin on an executive face
They think I'm joking when I talk 'bout the executive race
They say face it, kid
You'll be faceless for all eternity, and nameless
You're taking up a much slower pace than the greats, kid
And if you save face, you might be able to replace them
But they ain't gonna wait
I don't give a damn
They'll be eatin' out the palm of my hand
Throw 'em for a loop, Toucan Sam
That's the plan, ah man
That's the plan, ah man
I've been sayin "yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am"
But I'm stoppin' that as soon as I can
I've been saying "yes sir, no ma'am"
Like a good little man
Growing up in Shallotte, there's a lot that they don't talk about
If anything, there's not much they do talk about
A lot of learning's gotta happen on your own but that happens in any home
So I don't know what I'm all on about
My consciousness is wandering, what's this song about?
Is this a song or just a process for my problems now?
This latest therapy session, starring Dylan and his favorite character
Who's apparently got him second guessing
Second guessing 'bout the seconds that he's guest to
But not about the blessings that he gets to get to
The test tube, where I check my next bet, and if I cash in
I'll live my rest as life's best dude
That's what I wanna be, but wanna's not enough
Feel like I've got everything but still feel like I'ma throw up
Persevering's kinda tough
With no stomach, no guts
Gotta grow up, grow some nuts
Be the man you thought I was
I've been sayin "yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am"
But I'm stoppin' that as soon as I can
I've been saying "yes sir, no ma'am"
Like a good little man
I've been saying Yes Sir (YES SIR!)
No Sir (NO SIR!)
Yes Ma'am (YES MA'AM!)
No Ma'am (NO MA'AM!)
Yes Sir (YES SIR!)
No Sir (NO SIR!)
Yes Ma'am (YES MA'AM!)
No Ma'am (NO MA'AM!)
I've been saying Yes Sir
No Sir
Yes Ma'am
No Ma'am
I've been saying all of that
It's time for them to say it back
Not a topic that they rap about
Or jealousy, envy me, is a thing I give a crap about
Brainstorm, word vomit on the floor of my 400 dollar apartment
I'm bored
Hunting for a score like the board
Not at bars but shoe stores
I don't care about the money in my pocket
The happiness I keep is what's really fillin' my wallet
Or billfold, I been told, tenfold to be responsible
And keep your nose warm but chin cold
Butt chin grin on an executive face
They think I'm joking when I talk 'bout the executive race
They say face it, kid
You'll be faceless for all eternity, and nameless
You're taking up a much slower pace than the greats, kid
And if you save face, you might be able to replace them
But they ain't gonna wait
I don't give a damn
They'll be eatin' out the palm of my hand
Throw 'em for a loop, Toucan Sam
That's the plan, ah man
That's the plan, ah man
I've been sayin "yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am"
But I'm stoppin' that as soon as I can
I've been saying "yes sir, no ma'am"
Like a good little man
Growing up in Shallotte, there's a lot that they don't talk about
If anything, there's not much they do talk about
A lot of learning's gotta happen on your own but that happens in any home
So I don't know what I'm all on about
My consciousness is wandering, what's this song about?
Is this a song or just a process for my problems now?
This latest therapy session, starring Dylan and his favorite character
Who's apparently got him second guessing
Second guessing 'bout the seconds that he's guest to
But not about the blessings that he gets to get to
The test tube, where I check my next bet, and if I cash in
I'll live my rest as life's best dude
That's what I wanna be, but wanna's not enough
Feel like I've got everything but still feel like I'ma throw up
Persevering's kinda tough
With no stomach, no guts
Gotta grow up, grow some nuts
Be the man you thought I was
I've been sayin "yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am"
But I'm stoppin' that as soon as I can
I've been saying "yes sir, no ma'am"
Like a good little man
I've been saying Yes Sir (YES SIR!)
No Sir (NO SIR!)
Yes Ma'am (YES MA'AM!)
No Ma'am (NO MA'AM!)
Yes Sir (YES SIR!)
No Sir (NO SIR!)
Yes Ma'am (YES MA'AM!)
No Ma'am (NO MA'AM!)
I've been saying Yes Sir
No Sir
Yes Ma'am
No Ma'am
I've been saying all of that
It's time for them to say it back
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Writer(s): Dylan Bland
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