COLORES

[Intro] (Yeah) Goddamn (Yeah) Ayy Factory, we really on a high class beat right now, for real (Yeah-yeah, one two, one two, yeah-yeah) We gotta treat this shit with delicacy (Rest in peace the angel) (Let's go, J Dilla, Wafflejax, yeah, yeah-yeah) (Yeah) [Verse] All I'm hearing's a lot of ra-ra-ra, I know it's my job To stay a hunnid with my character and do no más Fuck all that extra shit, my dogs got no bark They get it poppin' like July 4, blunts gon' spark Right to the face, I'm probably sippin' on a gallon of agua I display, all the talent I'm masterin', doin' nada Rocked the stage, see the face that my mama makin' hеr prouder Every day, puffin' weed 'cause all my thoughts been gеttin' louder I'ma play, every move with intelligence, I'm a chess piece Standin' on my chestpiece Dyin' with this quote up on my body I'm addressing The world is yours, just be yourself, who you impressing? Homie need some self reflecting I wanted you back in the beginning Attached, I really meant it I acted, never thinkin' 'bout the future consequences You stabbed me, back bleedin' This rap shit do the healin' Put peroxide on my deep cuts, I feel it leakin' [Pre-Chorus] Accusations was made Had to put you in check Both of us would complain, but then you came for my neck If you willin' to blame it's 'cause you feelin' the guilt I really lost myself and all that love that we built But it was destined for an ending like this I promise I write this with genuine mention and raw intention I tried to fight this, my feelings won't let go Woke up the next morning and it's all gone [Chorus] Yeah, a lot of fuckin' up A lot of growin' up A lot of the fuck shit, never got to patch it up A lot of rollin' up A lot of smokin' up Now I'm headin' to the club, Henny, 'bout to pour it up Yeah, shawty tore it up Yeah, shawty tore it up VIP on my lonely, probably roll me another one Yeah, shawty tore it up Yeah, shawty tore it up Really tore my heart apart, end result, I'm fucked up [Outro] Colors of you (Yeah-yeah) (Yeah, shawty tore it up, yeah, shawty tore it up) That shit black as fuck (Yeah, bottles in the club, now I'm lonely on my VIP, you know what's up, yeah-yeah) A lil' red, whatever represent the devil, motherfucker (Chaos, bitch) (Episode one, Chaos in this motherfucker, haha)