HelloYatta - the midas touch

Manifest with the God in yourself
Before you go and try love, better honor yourself
Before you go and stack cash, better honor yourself
I went and dived into the pussy but I honored myself
Decided myself, to put pride aside of the belt
Swear to God, medition put me out of myself
Walked the path with other people but I guided myself
These niggas dealing with some trauma got a problem with health
It's solemnly felt, to take the wolf out of his pelt
Unguarded is the goal, but shit I'd probably melt
Let me stop it, this shit is as good as vanilla topping
Got to tell you motherfuckers, my vision is telescopic
Woah, knock a pro right out of the league
Y'all niggas dipping and y'all dodging moving Galaga speed
A big boost in raw numbers what my salary need
Cause once again it's a Palace to me
Ya motherfuckers like

I was trying to make it big
But now a nigga trying to make it rich
It's like, it's like Woah!
I ain't with the basic shit
Now I need me a Jamaican bitch
It's like, it's like Woah!
I was trying to make it big
But now a nigga trying to make it rich
It's like, it's like Woah!
I ain't with the basic shit
So baby come and get a taste of this
It's like, it's like

Life is just packet sauce, that's sweet and sour
Got to take the highs with lows in peaking hours
Easy to subcuumb to the stress and be devoured
But listen to these words I swear you'll be empowered
Look, it's all good on the right of the tracks
Trouble dealing with your pain on them Vicodin tabs
You cry wolf, well the Lycan is back
But pretty bitches take a liking that
Until a knife in they back
(Now bring it back)
Vampire, it's a stab in the heart
Then they cry a million times, and they shatter apart
It's the cycle with a battery charge
And I ain't talking duracell, energizer, with the staticy parts
In my life, I done messed with a couple of dumb bitches
Or sneaky ass hoes, with motives that's suspicious
Popeyes, crowded as hell, she want chicken
But Yatta keep it cool on the grill, I'm done flipping

I was trying to make it big
But now a nigga trying to make it rich
It's like, it's like Woah!
I ain't with the basic shit
Now I need me a Jamaican bitch
It's like, it's like Woah!
I was trying to make it big
But now a nigga trying to make it rich
It's like, it's like Woah!
I ain't with the basic shit
So baby come and get a taste of this
It's like, it's like

Written by:
Yahmnselah Tafari

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