Lil Yachty - Let's Start Here Lyrics
the BLACK seminole
Sex symbol, the Black Seminole
A sex symbol, the Black Seminole
African Rambo with more ammo
Can't be escaped, I'm on every channel
What's wrong?
What's wrong, Mr. Man?
Your eyes are low
And you're walking with both hands on your head
His response
He's on a clean, clean high
Both feet up on the ground
But his head's way, way, way in the sky
The Black Seminole, a head general
Distant connections, a large interval
A black man with mouths to feed
Embracing equality throughout greed
No time to joke around, the kid is now a man
And the silence is filled with remarkable sounds
This part I've seen in my dreams
Love is not a lie, it just feels like a Tarantino movie scene
Exactly
Now
Writer: Jacob Martin Portrait, Jeremiah James Raisen, Jonathan Patrick Wimberly, Justin Louis Raisen, Miles Parks McCollum, Anthony Lopez, Diana Gordon, Joe Kennedy
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
the ride
Ooh
Don't ask no questions on the ride
Makin' eye contact is suicide, yeah
When I'm alone with my thoughts, I'm terrified
That's why I need you here, just by my side, yeah
A quick zoom to the moon, come on and ride, yeah
Baby, if you scared of heights, just close your eyes
It get lonely at the top, baby, come inside
Baby, bust it open for me, don't be shy
Ooh
Don't ask no questions on the ride
Makin' eye contact is suicide, yeah
When I'm alone with my thoughts, I'm terrified
That's why I need you here, just by my side, yeah
A quick zoom to the moon, come on and ride, yeah
Fill my void (fill my void), fill my void (fill my void)
Fill my
Fill my void (fill my void), fill my void (fill my void)
Fill my
I feel empty, riding on E
A shopping spree may fill the V, V as in void
Speakin' of void, I may avoid all of my boys
That doesn't work, is unemployed, now I'm annoyed
All of the things I want from joy doesn't bring joy
It just bring noise, it just bring noise
It just bring noise, it just bring noise
It just bring noise, it just bring noise
It just bring noise, it just bring noise (nice)
Ooh, yeah
Don't ask no questions on the ride
Makin' eye contact is suicide (suicide)
When I'm alone with my thoughts, I'm terrified
That's why I need you here, just by my side, yeah
A quick zoom to the moon, come on and ride, yeah
A quick zoom to the moon
Come on and ride, yeah
Writer: Aaron Thomas, Jack Louis Latham, Jeremiah James Raisen, Jonathan Patrick Wimberly, Justin Louis Raisen, Miles Benjamin Robinson, Miles Parks McCollum
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
running out of time
Watch it, girl
Don't ever tell me lies
I said watch it, baby
You and I been running out of time
What you may never know is more than you will see
And I can part the ocean, come and see 'bout me
If I told you all of my secrets
Baby girl, would you look in my eyes and feel deceived?
Well I can't let you leave
I told you far too much, now you gotta stick with me (yeah, with me)
Run out, running out of time
Run out, running out of time with me
Stay up with me
Stay up and watch the sun
Baby, lay up with me
Stay up with me
You been on my mind
And lately it feels like it ain't much time left
Run your lips into mine
Stronger when we unite
Ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Run out, running out of time
Run out, running out of time with me
Stay up with me
Stay up and watch the sun
Baby, lay up with me
Stay up with me
You been on my mind
And lately it feels like it ain't much time left
Run your lips into mine
Stronger when we unite
Ooh
Run out, running out of time
Run out, running out of time with me
Run out, running out of time
Run out, running out of time with me
Writer: Jeremiah Raisen, Justin Raisen, Matthew Lewin, Mica Tenenbaum, Miles Parks McCollum, Patrick Wimberly
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Pretty
[Lil Yachty:]
I strolled through cities, gang may stay with me
But never have I seen someone so pretty like you
Every dream I seen I have is always about you
Beautiful Soul with good energy, I kept it real with you
Never pretended to be anything that I was not
I just want you at my spot, I just want you with me now
Where are you now? Tell me what town
Fly you up out of your city, just so I can look at you
And tell you you look pretty
So many thoughts that I have
I just wanna take you and show yo ass off to my city
You lookin so pretty, you act so sadity
I love when you with me, you shittin on bitches
You shittin on bitches, and when we together
We shittin on every Mr. and Mrs
Ain't no bitch nowhere that could replace your kisses
You pull up under his arm, I'll never leave you alone
Pack up your bags and come to my city
I'll move you right into my home
And I f*ck with you cause baby girl
You is never running through my phone
I strolled through cities, gang may stay with me
But never have I seen someone so pretty like you
Every dream I seen I have is always about you
I know you done been through a lot
But trust me when I say I'm there for you
I know you been through the pain and the struggle
So baby let me take care of you
We can go fly off to Paris
We could double date with Perry
We can make love on a ferry
Buy you the shoes where the heels look like Cherries
And when you havin a bad day
I hold you tight straight through the night
I treat you up when you be down, we can go run up the town
I work so hard, just so we can flex on 'em like look at me now
Tried to shit on me back then
That was back then, I remember when
F*ck em we ball its just me and you
Never need nobody, pull off big body
Queen of my life girl I see you, I promise I need you
I strolled through cities, gang may stay with me
But never have I seen someone so pretty like you
Every dream I seen I have is always about you
[Burberry Perry:]
Yeah Yeah, let me take care of you
We should make, one and one equal two
Woah woah woah, never been a fan of goodbyes
Rather put two and two together like x and y
Want you there every morning to tie my ties
Because being without you is like a wild roller coaster ride
How many nights can I go without seeing your pretty face
We could do it anywhere, you pick the time and the place
You're my little freak, I always want you in my space
Every moment I spend with you, there's nothing I would erase
[Lil Yachty:]
I strolled through cities, gang may stay with me
But never have I seen someone so pretty like you
Every dream I seen I have is always about you
Writer: MILES MCCOLLUM, PERRY MOISE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CYPMP
:(failure(:
I've seen, um, well
I've seen failure a few times
More recently than before actually
You know, it's quite interesting how much more complicated things get
When you become quote on quote "rich and famous"
I say, I say quote on quote because
You know, ones man's rich to the next could be a step from poverty
It's hard explaining that to someone narrow minded
Seeing the world with two eyes shut
You know, I realized that, you know?
Some people can't feel what they haven't seen
So, there's no point in me trying to explain my troubles
It's not that I don't think anyone cares but
I think like, it's up to me to fix or deal with them you know
I kinda look at everything, like, well
No matter what, I mean, it it could be worst, ya know?
Like, okay, say, say if I lost a finger
I'd be like, well, I still have nine
Or, or even like, when someone broke into my house I felt like
Well I'm certain they needed it more than I did
Those things are replaceable, you know?
It kinda just helps with stress levels to think that way, ya know?
Kinda like, well
It could be worse, oh well
Easier said than done, I'm sure
But failure, aw man, failure, that took time to understand
You know? Like failure doesn't mean defeat
But more so, like, try again, shit
Shit, try even harder
Revise your steps and rewrite your future
Failure to me isn't, like, always a negative thing
But more so
More so, like
Just a way to re-look at things
You know, you never know how close you are to success
Writer: Alexander Giannascoli, Jacob Martin Portrait, MacBriare Samuel Lanyon DeMarco, Miles Parks McCollum, Nicolas Hakim
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
THE zone~
I'm so far gone
Can you take me back home?
I'm stuck in a zone
And I'm a million miles from
Home is only an idea
I fear it's costumes that you wear
I see clear in the atmosphere
None of my peers were really there
Sunshine and moonlights
Make a tough time feel nice
Fun times, fun nights
With all of y'all, it feels right
We outcasts, avoid hype
In the sunshine, we break ice
In the moonlight, escape life
In the sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
In the sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, mm-mm, mm, mm-mm-mm
I feel at home
Up until
I'm alone, ah
I feel at home
Up until
I'm alone
And you
Always feel
Loved until
You are wrong
And I
Play this song
To come down calm
When you are wrong
I never meant to make you feel alone
A non-chivalrous tone you've used since I got home
I feel wrong, deep down inside, I'm stoned
I feel cold and alone
But now I know that you love me (love me)
Will you put anyone above me?
Let me know, is this home?
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, mm-mm, mm, mm-mm-mm
Writer: Jacob Portrait, Jeremiah Raisen, Miles Parks McCollum, Patrick Wimberly
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
WE SAW THE SUN!
Whoa
Sun coming out and I still feel numb
In the dark my secrets hide, I run
A few more drops upon your tongue
A night to remember that can't be undone
Head spun, meanwhile you're done
Had a little too much fun
I cannot stop touching you
This just took my high to the moon
It don't get no better
Moments like this reveal the truth
Alone with only you
Take a picture 'cause we'll need proof
Nobody will believe we saw the sun
If this don't work out, remember all we've done
Ooh
It don't get no better
Take a picture, 'cause we'll need proof
Nobody will believe we saw the sun
If it don't work out, remember what we've done
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just let your imagination run wild
Let your heart be your guide
And the time you sat around worrying about it and trying to plan out painting
You could have completed a painting already
Let it happen
Let it happen
And I would spend sometimes weeks
Just working on a picture, drawing it out
Getting all the little sketches and stuff
And then I'd go back and spend maybe a month trying to fill in the blocks
And here we let it happen, it comes from up here
It's in you, and you put it on the canvas, okay?
Let's see
Writer: Anthony Clemons, Jacob Portrait, Jeremiah Raisen, Jonathan Wimberly, Justin Raisen, Miles McCollum
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
drive me crazy
Imagine life
Imagine life without me, it's a waste of time
You want the kind of love that can make a child
Don't want just anybody (not just anybody, not just anybody)
Ooh
Good love fills my body up like a glass
When you pour it all out
If you know me, you know I mind
Someone like me is hard to find
Not mistaken if I'm there
Well aware you are always mine
And still you seem so surprised
Always gon' be mine
I wanna be where you are
I just can't walk away
You drive me crazy, ah
I lose it, lose it
And I wanna be where you are
I just can't walk away
You drive me crazy, ah
I lose it, lose it
Imagine me
Circlin' through life without a piece of you
Seven out of seven days I'm needin' you
You brin' life to the party
Good love feels like butterflies suffocatin' your insides
Oh, it's a late night, you know I try
I cannot picture when you ride
I'm mistaken thinkin' you were taken
Knownin' now, you were always mine
And still I feel so surprised
You're always gon' be mine
Rarely ever missin', talk is cheap and time is tickin'
Rarely ever trickin', catch me slippin', I put you on leakin'
I'm on mission, payin' millions, I'm Ted DiBiase (God)
Out late night, I'm sinnin', still a Christian, don't tell my Deacon
I mean pastor, oil her down, not talkin' castor
Ridin' 'round with six-seven bitches with no tint, you can see I'm pimpin'
Big four-five on my hip, look like I'm limpin', never simpin'
One of my cousins Crippin', always grippin', shit get dangerous
Always keep it player, we can swap out hoes, I'm never trippin'
Only love my mother, my sister, my daughter
All these hoes get slaughtered
They can't be mine, pray to the holy father
Writer: Benjamin Goldwasser, Diana Gordon, Jeremiah Raisen, Jonathan Wimberly, MacBriare Samuel Demarco, Miles Parks McCollum, Teo Halm
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
IVE OFFICIALLY LOST ViSiON!!!!
Oh, f*ck
F*ck
I did way too much drugs, I've been swirlin' and spinnin'
I did way too much drugs, I've been swirlin' and spinnin'
Keep the fireplace warm, I'm almost home
I'm almost there (I'm almost there)
I've officially lost vision
Ha
I found my turf, bad decision with the chrome in my hand
I've been tempted to go clone my seed
I just think there should be more like me
Know you must've thought a few in me
Keeping up with all the Jones, I can't
Summer day but I keep ice on my hand
Head spinnin' like a modern home ceiling fan
I just balled up my fist, I cannot feel
I think I did one, too much, many pills
F*ck
I've officially lost vision (yeah)
(Oh)
Save your tears for when you get old
'Cause niggas out there, ain't in the story you wrote
Realize who's friend and then who's foe
'Cause you got everything they want, you better keep that low
Doing all you can tryna keep your hope
But I'll be gone, before you wake
Old memories and they start to fade
You'll always get a prayer from me back home
Always get love, even when you're dead wrong
These bitches get low, but I could go lower
Vibrations is high, keep niggas on they toes
I'm getting in your head more than you may know
I'm here just breathing
Oh, yeah
I've officially lost vision
I've been sent to a mental prison
I've been forced to make some terribly bad decisions
All these voices in my head, I need an incision
I could see the sky falling, a illusion
This lil' tiny sheet of paper could change your life
It's chemically proven, it's chemically, ah
Allegedly blind
Writer: Jacob Portrait, Jeremiah Raisen, Miles Parks McCollum, Patrick Wimberly, Rue
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
say something
It's on
Lately, you've been like the bullet stuffed inside my gun
The restaurant's about to close, conversation carries on
Analyzing your thoughts, tryna see what you're on
Half drunk, fully high, you're grabbin' my wand
Leave your past in the rear, it's time we overcome
Our energies align inside of your pond
We could live the dream life, wild, oh
Got me feeling like a teen again, yeah
It's feeling like it's teenage love, hmm
If you feel the same way, then say some'
Say some'
Say something, oh
I could make it worth your while if you say some'
Say some'
Say some'
I been trying hard not to make scenes
I just got so much passion for you
You been sending mixed signals to me
I been staying moving close to you
I get so upset I fell in love
I get so excited next to you
We should run away, forget the crowd
We should run away, just me and you
Think of all the things that we could do
We could live the dream life, wild, oh
Got me feeling like a teen again, yeah
It's feeling like it's teenage love
If you feel the same way, then say some' (say some')
Say some'
Say something, oh (if you feel the same way, then say some')
I need your love, oh-oh (love)
I need your love, oh-oh (your love)
I need your trust, whoa-oh (trust me)
I need you here
"So, so, how you, how you, how you scoop that?"
I told the bitch, 'Baby, I'd lie for you baby, I'll die for you, baby
Baby, I'll paint the sky for you baby', just like that brother"
"Word?"
"Just like that brother" (I need to be on that)
Writer: Jack Latham, Jeremiah Raisen, Justin Raisen, Miles Parks McCollum, Patrick Wimberly
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
paint THE sky
I would paint the sky for you
I would paint the sky for you
So surreal
The vibes I feel
It must go on, oh, oh, oh
All for you
Fiendin', fallin', crawlin', I'm stallin' for your love
You got me drinkin', smokin', I might, overdose on your love
Fiendin', fallin', crawlin', I'm stallin' for your love
You got me drinkin', smokin', I might, overdose on your love
I need to chill
Emotionally scarred, I cannot feel
Am I not the one? Am I not the one?
Not the one, one for you?
You can keep it real
You get me high, you get me high, high
High enough to paint the sky for you
Every time it's you and I, I feel revived
I would die for you
Fiendin', fallin', crawlin', I'm stallin' for your love
You got me drinkin', smokin', I might, overdose on your lovе
Fiendin', fallin', crawlin', I'm stallin' for your love
You got me drinkin', smokin', I might, ovеrdose on your love
Overdose on your love
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
sHouLd i B?
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
But should I be? But should I be? But should I be?
Saw you
What side's your favorite to sleep on?
They said I'm not trippin', I cannot
Baby, you call me at late night
If late night, you call me, I answer
You call me, I pick up, I pull up
You know we'd abuse it, it's f*cked up
Why can't I escape you? Why can't I?
You hurt me, you trick me, and still I
I give you the world undeserving, nah
Hurting me, blessing you
All the time, woah
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
(Don't think so, don't think so, I don't think so)
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
(Don't think so, don't think so, I don't think so)
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
(Don't think so, don't think so, I don't think so)
But should I be? But should I be? But should I be?
Hee, hee, hee, hee
When it rains, it pours, fourty eight floors
I need more, take off and soar
What I have in store for you is grand and can't be torn
Going back in time and makin' it fine, measurin' lines
I'm wrappin' it tight, secure your love, your love
And when you're mine, better not divide my mind
Can't ignore the signs, this time
I gotta do right by you
No, by me
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
(Don't think so, don't think so, I don't think so)
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
(Don't think so, don't think so, I don't think so)
Am I mad at what you did? I don't think so
(Don't think so, don't think so, I don't think so)
But should I be? But should I be? But should I?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Alchemist
No need to brag, but I knew that I was built for this
I know now that most men would kill for this
Seamlessly, I walk around infamous
Probably 'cause I am the alchemist
Learned to love, I'm not like the tin man
I am Sensei Jones with a vengeance
Reekin', reekin', ain't slept since last weekend
I don't think you practice what you preachin'
Sucka
It feels good
Don't need no harm, this for shits and giggles
My taxes in on time
Alright, alright (on time)
Alright, alright (alright)
Livin' a good life
We livin' a good life
Bitch, we go super crazy for the backend
He know now that I give a backhand
Back out on a boat, catch a spray tan
Amen off the drugs in the the deep end (tweak, tweak, tweak, tweak)
Aw f*ck (tweak, tweak, tweak, tweak)
Papa made a young pimp, I'm outside
Southside, tote a shank, I'ma up rank (up on my cloud)
Lemonade pink seats in a fish tank
Up on my cloud
My feet don't touch the ground
Don't try to shoot me down
I'm only a human
It's my first go 'round in this thing
Writer: Brittany Foushee, Jacob Martin Portrait, Jeremiah James Raisen, Jonathan Patrick Wimberly, Miles Parks McCollum
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
REACH THE SUNSHINE
Staring in the mirror and what do I see?
A three-eyed man staring back at me
Two for the flesh and one for the soul
But where did man go?
I'm tryna fill that hole
I'm tryna fill that hole
Fill that hole
Feel my touch
Yeah
Speak with your mind
Speak with your mind
It's only us left (it's only us left)
Dividing time, living between the lines
Only one goal
To reach the sunshine
Can you feel it?
Ballroom dance with my demons (ballroom dance with my demons)
Look pon' the dance floor, they're schemin' (look pon' the dance floor, they're schemin')
At first I didn't believe it, but why shouldn't I?
I'm a bad man (bad man)
Hmm, I'm bad
I'm a bad man
Exactly
Exactly
Can you feel it?
Writer: Anthony Paul Lopez, Daniel Caesar, Jacob Martin Portrait, Jeremiah James Raisen, Joe Kennedy, Jonathan Patrick Wimberly, Justin Louis Raisen, Miles Parks McCollum, Nicolas Hakim
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.