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You know
Often in life
People are guided by
Experiences, trauma's, lessons
Sometimes these lessons are blessings in disguise
Trials and tribulations

smoking pot
Maybe you should get a job
Sally when you gonna get married
The chapstick on my lips like cherries
(Ya)
Only yellow on my mind canaries
(Ya)

smashing
I'm a real tipper I feel richer
Five into ten I'm a real gritter
Flexing on my old bitch
And her nigga too
Yellow diamonds flashing in the Ye's
Call

plowed up by the Homie while both of the kids watch
We placin' bets on which one of them finishes the yellow cock

Okay, okay, okay, oh

Fucked if we did

wamike loyo
Umuntu ngumuntu ngabantu
And vele it's hella monate
Father Lord
Answer our prayers and open the doors
Ikusasa liyakhanya like that yellow bone

fists up and get ready to run with the wolves 
Lead the fight hold it to the light 
Everyday a battle we hope to survive 
Divide by privilege leave em'

(awww)
Who better for me could hardly fathom (I can't)
Get you that yellow house by your mom (momma)
Get you a private jet to Milan (to Milan I)
I'll buy

Don't be blind to these lights, it's on-sight
It's on-sight, it's on-sight
Motivated by success, I wanna be the best, I can't rest up
Work ethic like I'm

they tell me to get
When I tell them to bet the house
I'm a sure thing like what I'm spitting in
Do the work, get the bag,
Pop a bottle then we splitting

...I knew I couldn't get it by my own hand
I knew how much that I wanted it, It was God's Plan

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray dear lord my soul

the cabal house of oligarchs
If not for the obstacles-Hey what the hell is stopping ya?
Hunker in the bunker but ah don't hit the road Jack
Stay in your home,

Well I'm a pink house nigga come block thru my city
Where hoes tear it down and niggas slang switches
Am I the sickest that's what the streets

want the smoke, hit my line
Call me, cinch me, niggas want to be me
Trust me, I know it look easy
Dripping in yellow, it's too lemon squeezy
Okay, my

I want a girl with a bad attitude
And when Award Tour dropped I copped my first CD
By then this music took on a new meaning to me
I heard a way

California's gone by now
Venice beach it ripped at the seams
Now it's all torn down
Deep blue long island sound
They painted my old house yellow but

team with me
Bangkok city ask the streets about me
Life been getting reckless
I be getting to the bag
Time to get rich baby

Buy a house with me maybe

a brand new day
In my house I got some choppers and Dracs'
Boutta go pull up and chill at your place
Don't freak out 'cause he's a shooter, okay?
At least

the advance but I'm paid
I don't even gotta touch it
If I'm staying quiet then you know I'm up to something
Yellow tail on the black card cause I'm buzzing

a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah

No yellow tape I ain't coming with a warning
Grew up by then gators in the bayou no Jordan's
Throw it in the pot

and a ghost busting shotty
Shot a few times it's a haunted house party
Few loose bullets pray they hit Asap bari
Make a Molotov out a bottle of Bacardi
Make

nervous to crack a seal
The news is click bait
New booty her ass fake
House parties and yellow tape
Black fathers incarcerated
So world look what I'm

You know that feeling when you're invited to some place for some occasion
And you're by yourself
And when you arrive and step in and take a look

my own lyrics
I got plenty of spirit
I take a bitch by the head and just spear it
A jamie lynn spear hit
I got a mom fetish
I swear i can talk lettuce

A deep space shade of maroon 
And a darker night sky blue 
Here’s a big bright yellow one 
Tall as a house big as the sun
The colour