Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yellow Brick Road , by - Rexx Life Raj. Release date: 01.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Yellow Brick Road |
| Ay turn my vocals down just a little bit |
| Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea |
| Just the vocals, just a little bit more |
| Yea yea, yea that’s solid |
| So much weighing on my conscience |
| Still dropping gems and kicking knowledge |
| Gave you the game you overlooked it |
| And wondered why this shit so out of pocket |
| I could see the sucker in your eyes |
| You don’t hide it well in that disguise |
| Nowadays it’s cool to be a fraud |
| Why tell the truth when you could lie? |
| And won’t nobody know it |
| Everytime my shit is golden. |
| fuck what they say |
| They telling lies in paragraphs |
| I got niggas out in Paraguay |
| Me and these niggas ain’t parallel |
| I been woke from the fairytale |
| On the ferry on my way to the city, with a bad one can’t stop looking at her |
| titties |
| And she can’t stop telling me they ain’t fucking with me |
| I guess, that’s why she fuck with the God |
| In the past life I was probably a goat |
| Everything I drop is low and predated no wonder why these niggas can’t stay |
| afloat |
| They telling me I should get to LA, musically I’m just too big for the bay |
| Mentally I been ahead of the curb, crazy how that shit’s a gift and a curse |
| I would never go back, especially back on my word |
| Flipping this money like birds |
| When you got niggas with millions the rack in your hand looks really absurd, |
| but we on the up |
| Talking to pops, he told me to get it |
| I rock the bandana cause his favorite artist is Hendrix |
| I just do this in remembrance |
| You stacking up cause you really feel empty |
| I’m stacking dough to buy poppa a kidney |
| My priorities only switch on the whiskey |
| That’s why lately I get no more than tipsy |
| And tell them to put that on my bitch tab |
| She likes to argue, and luckily she got a big ass |
| You know I’m a Rex though |
| Same nigga playing on the blue with a neckroll |
| One wrong hit I’ll be out for a week |
| Wasted 700 days on a bitch, found out she was a hoe now we don’t even speak |
| It is what it is, I hold no grudges |
| I got new bitches, I got new money, I got new work and I got new clientele |
| Just know the grind is real |
| I would rather build mine than sign a deal |
| On my grassroot shit, but they tryna mow me |
| I heard niggas say that the top is lonely |
| Fuck that bro, I’ma bring all the homies, on me |
| And it’s already begun, the father figure looking down on his sons |
| That’s probably why there’s… |
| So much weighing on my conscience |
| Still dropping gems and kicking knowledge |
| Gave you the game you overlooked it |
| And wondered why this shit so out of pocket |
| I could see the sucker in your eyes |
| You don’t hide it well in that disguise |
| Nowadays it’s cool to be a fraud |
| Why tell the truth when you could lie? |
| And won’t nobody know it |