Yellow

Look
Listen

Uh!

How can my sweat be the water?
I don't want a son, I want a daughter
My momma is the goat, so I applaud her
I'm writing things down, I'm an author

This a letter to my son, be brave
I'm a beast, but I made it out the cave
I ain't fucking with a buster, I ain't Dave
She don't fuck with a shore, she want waves

Pass them a plate, they want beef
Retire my parents on the beach
I feel cold, Prada my feet
Got a ring, I'm proud of my team

Martin Luther King got a dream
Off a plane, now I'm back in my beam
Out of class, now I'm back in these streets
Same fazos, they never creased

Now I'm riding in the fast lane
I look good when I'm in frame
No pain means no game
I never messed with no lames

I'm the man that they hated on
It be me that they waited on
Need a floor just to pray on
I got a chain that would stay on

Amiri my jeans
Blue cash, never green
Hit the dash when I'm seen
On my way

Don't ask me to link
See my cash and they blink
Got a stack on the seat, that's bae

Hit up Saks, whatchu' you think
Got Mcqueens, hers are pink
Y'all don't know what that means
Yours are fake

New beanie, it's Supreme
I'm the king, where's my queen
All they want is a ring these days

Ferrari, yellow
My durag, yellow
My Fanta, yellow
My bag, yellow
My gold, yellow
Speed up on, yellow
Crime scene, yellow
Everything, yellow

Pass them a plate, they want beef
Retire my parents on the beach
I feel cold, Prada my feet
Got a ring, I'm proud of my team

Martin Luther King got a dream
Off a plane, now I'm back in my beam
Out of class, now I'm back in these streets
Same fazos, they never creased



Credits
Writer(s): Akeim Potter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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