Yellow nigga, but I'm indigo
Keys, I done seen about ten of those
But they couldn't open up my mind lock
All I got is dreams and hopes and my pot
And we cookin' and we lookin'
For them niggas that shot Biggie and shot Pac up
Tell 'em pussy boys is nothing
Imma elevate us back, to kings
All my niggas still gon' rep them things
And I will never conform to the way they want me to think
I'm late of these double cups, don't drink word 'bout what i drank
Imma elevate us back, to kings
All my niggas still gon' rep them things
Yellow nigga but my chakra blue
Jordans retro but my chopper new
The tree of life is burning baby
You probably should inhale
My mama think a 9 to 5 is the only way to prevail
Sorry mama but
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I can open your mind to some shit
I can open your eye to some shit
Money, dough, weed smokin'
Did I grab your attention again
I can open your mind to some shit
Yellow nigga, but i'm indigo
All my niggas think about is gettin' dough
And we gettin' dough
But rich ain't wealth, like sick ain't health
Every hurdle get jumped, every brick get scaled
Every bitch get {?}, my kids get Yale
Exhale, inhale, exhale
Every {?} get mail,
Every night we fail, to change ourselves
We just say fuck it, now can't say nothin'
Shit I'm just like them, my phone still jumpin'
But Imma elevate us back, to gods
Take your shirt off and I'll snap your bra
The foreign coupe is leaving baby
You probably should hop in
In this world of colorblindness
You probably will not win
But Imma elevate us back, to kings
All my niggas still gon' rep them things
{Chorus}
I can open your mind to some shit
I can open your eye to some shit
Money, dough, weed smokin
Did i grab your attention again
I can open your mind to some shit
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