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Tuesday Afternoon Video (MV)




Performed By: John Yetti
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: JohnManuel Mercado




John Yetti - Tuesday Afternoon Lyrics




Left on read message , they doubt me, there's no release
Inner peace only found when I'm roaming in the streets
But from there they can't see you, true colors become
See through, life perceptions change when the pupil has had to bleed too

What freedom mean to you do what I want now
Fresh breeze from the trees, smoking with the top down
How it sound
Fully loaded, demoted in all levels

The pressure to blow up, keep it real when the smoke settles
Dust clouds rain over the top, there's no change
Collision among drivers, driving in the same lane
Turn your back on me, f*ck it, I go and let him

Get it how you live, the snake always chokes on his own venom
Not my problem, right
Quiet and out of sight
The only problem is you forgot to take your own advice

Fraudulent, you just a memory of everything you've ever seen
You don't put in your own work, you can never be me
From the ground up replanting my family tree
Fruit of my labor only ripe cause the passion for my seed

Hello son, it's been a minute, you remind me of me
When your little brother's born, it was just you and me
What about Levi, named after some jeans
Clean cut motherf*cker, but I grew up in the streets

Ain't talking bout Miami when I talk about the heat
Too deep, ten toes, I ain't talking bout no feet
Now they wanna get it off Reddit, give no credit
And bet it against the house, all capp with small letters

False traps and non-getters, raw raps and trendsetters
Open up they bag and it light like sunny weather
The treasure to be found, located within ourselves
How you coming up but can't even hold it down

Pulled out the whole clip, equipped with no rounds
No sound from the king if the people take the crown
Come on, believe me

The biggest battle of our professional lives all comes down to today. Now either we heal as a team or we're gonna crumble, inch by inch, play by play, 'til we're finished.

We're in hell right now, gentlemen, believe me. And, we can stay here -- get the shit kicked out of us -- or we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb outta hell
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English

Left on read message , they doubt me, there's no release
Inner peace only found when I'm roaming in the streets
But from there they can't see you, true colors become
See through, life perceptions change when the pupil has had to bleed too

What freedom mean to you do what I want now
Fresh breeze from the trees, smoking with the top down
How it sound
Fully loaded, demoted in all levels

The pressure to blow up, keep it real when the smoke settles
Dust clouds rain over the top, there's no change
Collision among drivers, driving in the same lane
Turn your back on me, f*ck it, I go and let him

Get it how you live, the snake always chokes on his own venom
Not my problem, right
Quiet and out of sight
The only problem is you forgot to take your own advice

Fraudulent, you just a memory of everything you've ever seen
You don't put in your own work, you can never be me
From the ground up replanting my family tree
Fruit of my labor only ripe cause the passion for my seed

Hello son, it's been a minute, you remind me of me
When your little brother's born, it was just you and me
What about Levi, named after some jeans
Clean cut motherf*cker, but I grew up in the streets

Ain't talking bout Miami when I talk about the heat
Too deep, ten toes, I ain't talking bout no feet
Now they wanna get it off Reddit, give no credit
And bet it against the house, all capp with small letters

False traps and non-getters, raw raps and trendsetters
Open up they bag and it light like sunny weather
The treasure to be found, located within ourselves
How you coming up but can't even hold it down

Pulled out the whole clip, equipped with no rounds
No sound from the king if the people take the crown
Come on, believe me

The biggest battle of our professional lives all comes down to today. Now either we heal as a team or we're gonna crumble, inch by inch, play by play, 'til we're finished.

We're in hell right now, gentlemen, believe me. And, we can stay here -- get the shit kicked out of us -- or we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb outta hell
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Writer: JohnManuel Mercado
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