Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yesterday, artist - Loyle Carner.
Date of issue: 10.11.2020
Song language: English
Yesterday |
One, one, one |
Peace peace peace |
Ay, yeah we come in peace peace peace |
From the west to the east |
North to the south |
In the belly of the beast |
One, one, one, one |
Two, two |
Feels like |
(It was only yesterday) |
That we sit and watch the sky turning heather grey |
Black and white watching money leading men astray |
Falling in and out of light as the heavens spray |
We mix the whiskey with the lemonade |
Tryna count the rap that left for |
Used to laugh when I said it made my belly ache |
My belly ached everyday, yo it never changed |
I wasn’t ready for the grave |
But I was ready to be paid |
Trust I know we’re never getting saved |
Twenty four, mixed race |
Living twelve years a slave |
(It was only yesterday) |
My grandfather getting knuckled by the pepper spray |
More fire brings the riot like a renegade |
Seeing if setting fire to the rain as the letters fade |
No doubt I was raised out the south |
Tell your ex boyfriend to keep my name out his mouth |
I been in and out, to drag the pain out the house |
Being brave something proud say my name I’m about |
There comes a time |
In everyone’s life |
When you have to fall in love |
Once or twice |
It never really feels like |
(It was only yesterday) |
Back when I thought I’d never touch the motherland |
Because my skin’s a different colour to them other man |
But still they’re calling me the coloured man |
So you can find me in the straight peanut butter jam |
Sticky, make a finger snap like a rubber band |
We expand like a grand in another hand |
Melts like butter in the pan as the others ran |
Damn, but me I stuck around, no doubt pull the finger out |
Flabber in the ground |
Down south know what I’m about just another clown |
Red snout running in the mouth of another town |
Drown, drown |
(It was only yesterday) |
When everyone was in the same place |
And we were stuck up in that same race |
Same face listening to beats with the same taste, waste |
But now my beats come from LA |
Californ-king of the streets kick it like Pele |
You see that dip in the ground its bad soil |
It’s LC and Madlib, it’s mad loyal |
There comes a time |
In everyone’s life |
(It's mad loyal) |
When you have to fall in love |
Once or twice |
Cool |