Yay !

Part I: Yuh

[Intro]
Yuh, aye
Now, the media don't even begin to approximate freedom of speech
Yuh
I mean, this is the kind of freedom where people who own the place set the rules, so that's not real freedom
Nevertheless, the idea of ex-, even in that kind of system
Heavily skewed towards, uh, extreme wealth
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye

[Verse]
Okay fuck rehab man I just re'd-up (Woop)
Clap your hands and bow bitch, I'm surrounded by these teenage sluts (Aye, yah, yah, yah, yah)
This bitch way too crowded, 'bout to snap, I think I'm going nuts (Yah)
Shake my head it's pounding, this my prowess, I can't get enough (No, no, nah)
Music? Like, my talent? Think my man you got it all mixed up
You know I'm an artist and I'll stick to that no matter what until I'm dust (No matter what, yeah)
Beneath a pile of dirt I'm buried six feet deep still breathing, yuh (Aye, yuh, yuh)
I don't give a fuck, by now I think my ass had given up (What? What?)
Who would've ever really thought, little young OG seventeen from the block
But the block never hot, it's too cold in my spot
Never witnessed a Glock raining shots, or a Glock for that matter in the span of my life (Yeah, yeah)
I'm entailed to my rights by the day that I run it in darkness of night This the shit that I live, fuck the world, fuck my life, fuck the world, bitch it hurts, what's the purpose of life? (Aye, aye what, yeah yeah)

[Hook x2]
I ask myself the same shit every fucking day
Why do I gotta live when all I live is pain
I can't see no colors all the skies are grey
Yeah I'm praying that my misery could go away

Part II: Nah

No
No-oh
Yeah
Where'd you go? (x5)
I can't find you anymore
I keep, I keep calling on your phone
You're not home or anywhere to be seen
I don't know, I don't know where to find you
My life's behind me and behind you
Where the fuck are you now?
I don't know anymore
I don't know anymore, yeah
Ou
Yeah
I don't know anymore
Know anymore