Colours (Stars) lyrics

[Intro: Grouplove]
I am a man, man man man, up up in the air
And I run around 'round 'round 'round this town town
And act like I don't care
So when you see me flying by the planet's moon
You don't need to explain if everything's changed
Just know I'm just like you

[Verse 1: Skizzy Mars]
Baby you got a man, I don't care, that's irrelevant
Known for making bad decisions for the hell of it
Young Skizzles, taste the rainbow
But that's so beside the point it's sitting next to it
Got a blonde girl with sass that I think's named Hailey
And she knows I'll always hand her like Chelsea lately
Look, b*tch ass yeah I’m staring at you
Top floor, penthouse with a aerial view
It’s Skizz

[Chorus: Grouplove]
It's the colors you have
No need to be sad
It really ain't that bad
It's the colors you have
No need to be sad
You still got your hand
[Verse 2: Skizzy Mars]
All the douchebags, as*h*les, and beer pong connoisseurs
CEO's, interns, unemployed entrepreneurs
I love 'em all, the hipsters, the fashionistas
Stay outside of beef, took a liking to PETA
My mom's Mona, her mom took a liking to Lisa
My dad's a shopaholic he took a liking to Visa's
I showed them my tunes, and they like what they seeing
A yearly drug tests, they don't like what I'm peeing
Penthouse, pedestrians I'm defeating
The Aston? remember I wanted a Nissan?
Had to change phones, these hoes call a lot
Horse lifestyle, b*tch, I call the shots
See me flying like an eagle, save the cape
Gay marriage is legal but my vodka's straight
Promise I never sell out like eBay
I'm just trying to make my fam proud like Deejanay
Hey

[Chorus: Grouplove]
It's the colors you have
No need to be sad
It really ain't that bad
It's the colors you have
No need to be sad
You still got your hands
[Verse 3: Skizzy Mars]
All the girls wouldn't look twice when I arrived
Now they look thrice when I arrive
Now it'll be a howie day when you and I collide
Cause I'mma be richer than you is what I prophesize
So, go on to your 9 to 5's
Had my Stella open when I arrive
Your true colors show, and I know
Ya'll just want me to slow down and catch up to my fast life

[Bridge: Grouplove]
So I am a man, man-man-man, up-up in the air
And I float around 'round-'round-'round this town-town
And know I shouldn't care
So when you see us there there out in the open road
You don't need to explain if everything's changed
Just know that you don't know
We call it...

[Verse 4: Skizzy Mars]
Narcissistic, elitist, she concerned with the music
And I'm enjoying her features
I was singing the Killers, they were bumping "Ether"
I'm looking through the window, man, the view was f*cking scenic
Well my song's on, so let that b*tch play
Oh that girl's drunk? Well let that b*tch stay
Oh she's on her knees? I let that b*tch pray
And I just wanna smoke weed and write music everyday
Look I still ride the bus, dude, I'm still broke
And I'm still number 1, b*tch, I'm still oak
They told me get your swag up and be a star
I'm trying to have all you tired rappers be alarmed
Got that poker life style, we all-in for these moments
I ain't even in my prime, I'm composite for the moment
I'm trying to lead and have my name be significant
Survival of the fittest and I'm all about conditioning
Cause I'm a f*cking star
[Chorus: Grouplove]
It's the colors you have
No need to be sad
It really ain't that bad
It's the colors you have
No need to be sad
You still got your hands

[Outro: Skizzy Mars]
If you're a real Skizzy fan, put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
If you're a real Skizzy fan, put your hands in the air
In the motherf*ckin' air
If you're a real Skizzy fan, put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
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