Yellow (feat. VANDI)

Only thing I ever got for free was an ass whooping Had to be the man for my moms cuz I knew that my dad couldn't But I even mad granny raised a strong woman Keep moving forward I ain't to the past looking Fuck a Madonna I want a shaquana With tits like Quamquotes ass like a donkey A nigga went pop I don't know if ima find her Cuz ballin' finna take me the distance like lineman I'm everything that you wanna be motherfucker Just you and me it was three motherfuckers Now I gotta stay up Cuz lil mama said she don't wanna fuck around with no cheap motherfucker Cold ass world with my heart on my sleeve so my ticker is oh so icy To see two niggas in the game who kept shit plain can seem oh sooo unlikely She'll get the D I'm afraid of the ST Black till the popo cardiac arrest me You can't get me Evil rich nigga bodying 16s So niggas like to call me Epstein Not ya dad or ya tutor just raising the question The fact that you even can hear this a blessing My life coulda went a whole different direction Yo ti just Gimmie a second to tell them Cuz ima east coast stunna Certified gunna Bad bitch fucker my pockets is dripping butter I won't twitch, wince, clench, flinch, switch or even stutter I don't fuck With you niggas at all man I have these thoughts up in my mind That one day I will up and fly Make it out alive Make it out Live from the borough that so cold, wear 9 like a logo, so boy keep my name out to Mouth Cause we loco, where we go, some trouble may follow, I'll teach you bout our way of life Were we do or die, who am I, hear my rhyme, you decide, don't know what path imma Follow I could be living life, getting mine, pockets on supersize or I could be dead by tomorrow Don't have a clue Paint you pic of the avenue Of all the blocks that y'all pollute With the products that they mass produce Banana clip peeling, the floor be the ceiling, this must be the presence of Candyman How else you explain, how this shit never change, and these kids keeping tools like the Handyman Flipping the page, another one slain, I'm asking for light, they bringing the rain I'm asking for god, they bringing the pain I'm asking for answers, I'm feeling like sway Asking for time I need me a break Stuck in the hood, with dreams of escape Dreams of escape