Sessions - Colored Personality
(You can’t change the world)(Just play the game)
(I'm gonna play the world)
(Gon’ change the game)
(You can’t change the world)
(Just play the game)
(I'm gonna play the world)
(Gon’ change the game)
I got blue on my jeans
I got red on my shoes
I got yellow in my teeth
So much green I could lose
I got orange on the cover
I got pink on the tip
Colored personality
This my time, this is it
I got red on my jeans
I got blue on my shoes
I got yellow in my teeth
So much green I could lose
White in my pocket
I got black on the whip
Colored personality
It’s my time, this is it
Consciousnesses always gonna be an enigma
Stay away from the purple cause it’s a stigma
Also from saying shit like ligma
Well you can always try to lick my
Left nut, after that the right
Both at a time
Yes, I enterprise
Enter Etrade now, now money on the rise
Passive income, live from slavery disguised
But they change the name
(Yes they do)
Everybody want fame
(That’s what we do)
When there’s food involved, oh, now they tame
When I lose their respect, oh they so lame
Negative-Khaled I give that brain
Nigga I just can’t care about what we claim
To be racist, sexist, or oppressed
In a first world country, we still obsess
These people wish they could say it
Whilst me, I still try to fake it
Brotherhood, I’m a dark skinned motherfucker
Brown raised white, truth be naked
Ma’ got deported in my early teens
Started making beats when I was fourteen
Party finally ended, I woke up from the dream
Wish I could unsee the things I seen but still be me
Talking through the phone is it really you?
Sunday’s in the center gon’ affect my youth
So don’t come at me telling me how to live life
‘Cause bitch I survived, time to make things right, uh
I got blue on my jeans
I got red on my shoes
I got yellow in my teeth
So much green I could lose
I got orange on the cover
I got pink on the tip
Colored personality
This my time, this is it
I got red on my jeans
I got blue on my shoes
I got yellow in my teeth
So much green I could lose
White in my pocket
I got black on the whip
Colored personality
It’s my time, this is it
Yessir, I heard
That you’re reserved
Hiding your dessert
I can assure that it’s so unnecessary
I ain’t the guy we need, I ain’t the guy we deserve, ay
Catch me if you can, if not just observe, ugh
When she said she want me to hit her
But not really man I’d never lay a finger
She wanted me to hit from under or the back
Then we done my feeling will linger, breakfast in bed
And it slaps, oh
She do LLS, got me LLS
Games we play, uh Peach that’s a DS
Me shoot em good, uh, bitch like in CS
Never shot a gun, but I’m determined, asi es
Shitty at articulate
White I culminate
Life I dedicate to
LeReal I cultivate
Scaredy-ass hoe yet your boy is a vertebrae
I’m a beaner but at least I got a colored personality
I got blue on my jeans
I got red on my shoes
I got yellow in my teeth
So much green I could lose
I got orange on the cover
I got pink on the tip
Colored personality
This my time, this is it
I got red on my jeans
I got blue on my shoes
I got yellow in my teeth
So much green I could lose
White in my pocket
I got black on the whip
Colored personality
It’s my time, this is it
(You can’t change the world)
(Just play the game)
(I'm gonna play the world)
(Gon’ change the game)
(You can’t change the world)
(Just play the game)
(I'm gonna play the world)
(Gon’ change the game)
I got like some 80 years left on me
I got brown on my skin, some kind of foolery
I got about a thou’ right now
I’d say thats probably my limit on some fine jewelry
Cause it don’t matter how yellow my teeth get
How wet these 1’s are, or scream red
How blue I look, or how white I feel
The truth is I push orange, and this is real
While I may not ever play the world
Or truly get the chance to change the game
I can say for a fact I can use my colors
Make my own name, SESSIONS
Is the way I can break out, I can break free
From whatever the light shows
The scenario is color
But now I know the only fake thing in life I have to overcome is me
Oh man, that was the longest half hour of my life
It wasn’t even that good if I’m being honest
None of it was ever yours
None of it was ever real
Written by:
Manuel Guerrero Zdeinert
Publisher:
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