Rah-C - Yankee Fitted Lyrics

I been praying for a break
Minimum wage got me depleted
In a world that's take take take
How I read it is people are greedy
But very rarely intentional
Riled up from the TV
And opposite of professional
Catch me calm on the sectional with a joint in my hand
Life is not as conventional as I thought or had planned
Olive oil in the pan
Make a brand new recipe
Whats a little stress to me?

My Yankee fitted got a 98 World Series patch on the left
Been a long time since I was nearly chatting with death
There's a gold mine attached to the end of the rope
The world is evil but it's better with hope
I let it lead to me to
I let it lead me to you
I let it lead me to
So many things we could do
My days open let us sit in the sun
Talk about love and who we've become
And just forget what is already done
Until the night fall


Escapism is a curse
Innate wisdom with the thirst to
Make living not the worst
What's the big deal?
Im tryna see the light daily
But reality is like
Alright maybe, I'll think about it
I've always doubted but confidence comes less
Than a woman who is viewed as nothing but her sundress
Used to men harassing
Bruised and beaten from a lack of passion
Yet you see what is usually disguised as a bad caption
Saying everything fine!
Even though there's something sharp that's been stuck in my spine
We don't like it pulled apart please get back in the line
And let the people see how bright you can shine
Tough pill to swallow
Even better lets refill the bottle
Until we feel like shit tomorrow
Wake and do it again
Nothing better than us playing pretend
Acting like we're not close to the end