Yellow Moon

Ooh get yo groove on sista
Uh, yeah yeah
Hold on

I gave an inch so why'd they try to take a kilo from me (Why?)
Dark times never broke me down but I'm still healing from 'em
Heard that so and so said they the nicest thought I'm hearing funny
Never played the lotto hit the market if I'm feeling lucky
And I'm feeling like a million grams
Million march man wit my hand to the ceiling fan
Pray to God my hatred never forces me to kill a man
I ain't lyin' fighting 'gainst some rats and gorillas man
Ain't the same since Covid and I always been the sicker man
And please hold the smart remarks
I ain't playing games ain't no Arya stark
Akira on the motorcycle driftin' like a toddler's thoughts
Never need a Robin choking jokers in the Arkham yard
Careers dying quick just like Breezy did in stomp the yard
Living life in limbo (living life in limbo)
Raise the bar until I'm seeing sparrows out the window (Yeah)
Planting seeds then grab the fruit and share it with my kinfolk
Smackdown Thursday night Cena versus Big Show
And I gave 'em fair warning mane (Warning mane)
Next step is the warning shot
How you go from big shot to posted on the corner block?
Even since a youngin played it cautious if a heard a pop
And now I'm smarter I been swerving cops
You can't ice the kicker I been burning hot, forreal
(Yeah)



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Writer(s): Ty Summers
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