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Graham Malice - Yellow Curry Lyrics



Graham Malice - Yellow Curry Lyrics




A million millions in I.O.U's
They def don't flock when blues hit
But race for my pockets when dead presidents kamikaze into my chase account
Been running routes like the post man
Tryna figure how i could get a deal with Def Jam
The mic stand never forget
Was the right man for a flip
A lot of niggas done switched up and fell apart
That's old news it decay and become fuel for the art
It all ends where it started
Blood, sweat, and some parchment
Hip-hop forgiving you tell your story with honesty probably give you a pardon
Possibly greatness

I'm the same nigga since avenue I
Now y'all begging to slide
Pray bitch niggas will slide
Used to pump fake at the Y
Now ya boy shooting for stardom
Y'all falling off like autumn
They ask me bro who you talking bout
Oh i'm shooting at all them
2019 best believe
You need to proceed with caution
Can foresee all enemies
Aye I just got out the caucus
Know that real recognize it
When we kill off imitations let the hype beast eat their carcasses
Was headed back the long way

Think i finally made it
Finna be a hall of famer
It's happening if i paint it, yeah
Won't dumb down for laymens
I'm deep as Mariana
Bro bro still caught in the trenches
Mind still stuck in the mud
Emotions wade through the black
Just started bubbling up
Tryna figure how to combat
We all Mescudi to someone
Yeah

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense

I made peace with my demons
When I seen 'em last weekend
I'm smoking devil's lettuce
And I've never been vegan
I get high for no reason
And start hiding from Jesus
They've been lying for centuries
I might buy a daVinci

The truth is obsolete
I had to cop a jeep
That bitch be leanin' on one side just like isosceles
I'm holding dobbies down
I taught I saw police
That's not my kinda beef
Yea its too hot for me

I'm like Socrates
But more chocolaty
Your raps is not that deep
Niggas is wide asleep

For real
Look i said f*ck it i'm not waiting then i went and bought a 50 mil
The shit I shoot on this lens one day gone go for 50 mil
And pay me all in stocks since I won't need it in this lifetime
Generate dis wealth and let it shimmy down my bloodline
Just like that

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense
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English

A million millions in I.O.U's
They def don't flock when blues hit
But race for my pockets when dead presidents kamikaze into my chase account
Been running routes like the post man
Tryna figure how i could get a deal with Def Jam
The mic stand never forget
Was the right man for a flip
A lot of niggas done switched up and fell apart
That's old news it decay and become fuel for the art
It all ends where it started
Blood, sweat, and some parchment
Hip-hop forgiving you tell your story with honesty probably give you a pardon
Possibly greatness

I'm the same nigga since avenue I
Now y'all begging to slide
Pray bitch niggas will slide
Used to pump fake at the Y
Now ya boy shooting for stardom
Y'all falling off like autumn
They ask me bro who you talking bout
Oh i'm shooting at all them
2019 best believe
You need to proceed with caution
Can foresee all enemies
Aye I just got out the caucus
Know that real recognize it
When we kill off imitations let the hype beast eat their carcasses
Was headed back the long way

Think i finally made it
Finna be a hall of famer
It's happening if i paint it, yeah
Won't dumb down for laymens
I'm deep as Mariana
Bro bro still caught in the trenches
Mind still stuck in the mud
Emotions wade through the black
Just started bubbling up
Tryna figure how to combat
We all Mescudi to someone
Yeah

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense

I made peace with my demons
When I seen 'em last weekend
I'm smoking devil's lettuce
And I've never been vegan
I get high for no reason
And start hiding from Jesus
They've been lying for centuries
I might buy a daVinci

The truth is obsolete
I had to cop a jeep
That bitch be leanin' on one side just like isosceles
I'm holding dobbies down
I taught I saw police
That's not my kinda beef
Yea its too hot for me

I'm like Socrates
But more chocolaty
Your raps is not that deep
Niggas is wide asleep

For real
Look i said f*ck it i'm not waiting then i went and bought a 50 mil
The shit I shoot on this lens one day gone go for 50 mil
And pay me all in stocks since I won't need it in this lifetime
Generate dis wealth and let it shimmy down my bloodline
Just like that

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense

I just wanna ride slow
Enjoy my dough
And reminisce
Success is what you make of it
Living in the present tense
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Writer: Graham Malice, Coach Tev, Tevyn Jenkins, Xavier Graham-Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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