Yellow Brick Road lyrics

[Intro]
You know
Man, im Yung Tray man
Im on the yellow brick road to success, you know?
n*ggas left me stranded, thought I wouldn't find a way out
(They got me f*cked up)
You see like, this sh*t get crazy
Like when you ever get lost and sh*t, you gotta follow the yellow brick road to success
(I ain't playin' no games)
You know what I'm saying, class is in session now
Have a seat, come learn something

[Verse 1]
Had dreams of me tourin, I'm rocking Ralph Lauren
Last night I had a dream of me pulling up in foreigns
She say Yung Tray, my friend say "she like you"
A thick yellow red b*tch but bald head like Caillou
Asked what's the timе, and I ain't finna play
It's real n*gga time, girl its 4:38
n*ggas out to kill me, thеy want Yung Tray dead
So now when I slide, I got one in the head
Keep having nightmares of spirits, they keep on haunting me
Only thing you know pus*y hoe, is what the f*ck you gonna see
I f*cked his b*tch, now the f*ck n*gga wanna punish me
Bruh if its pressure let me know, I'm on some zombie things
'Cause I don't go to school no more, they say I'm uneducated
I told them f*ck it, pus*y hoe, I'm fully paid in
Can't wait to call Kuhti and tell him that we made it
Young West Orlando, Florida n*gga, plus I'm Haitian
On me that rachet, gon' make you scream hallelujah
It can get tragic, I'm posted up with some shooters
At Evans High School, I tried to f*ck on my tutor
'Bout to say f*ck it and stick them up with the ruger
Kid rockin', Tray rollin, Top be so legit
We whack some sh*t, I swear, won't leave no f*cking evidence
Yellow brick road, Kuhti he's so intelligent
We ran it up, don't even remember being broke ever since
Can I tell you how it feel, to listen to the kid?
Your man forgive, I don't Dirty Dan will not spare a b*tch
I'm f*cking since a jit, got expelled off with the sh*ts
Teacher say I won't be nothing, I told that hoe go eat a di*k
All my n*ggas on go, bout' West Orlando
In the pine hills, trap house where they whip they wrist in a bowl
These f*ck n*ggas be hating, they energy be shady
All my Zoes, grab machetes, we posted up like Jason
[Interlude]
I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter then the fire around me
Now flip the page lil' bee, you half way to the yellow brick road

[Verse 2]
Find out where you live, and run up in your house
We ain't sparing kids, b*tch get on the ground
Pistol to his face, please don't make a sound
Cuz if you move today, you won't make it out
Ducking from the cops, sh*t, gotta stick and move
(On my momma)
30 on the Glock, that b*tch sang like a flute
(Still bringin' drama)
If I don't f*ck with you no more b*tch, you took a loss
(Don't ask what happened)
Yung Tray that n*gga di*king b*tches to the cross
(I beat her back in)
All of my n*ggas on go, no feelings trained to slice your throat
Follow the yellow brick road, Yung Tray just stick to the code
To all my dogs in the streets, Yung Tray just wanna see you shine
Sad I'm not living my dream, but everybody got they time
Had to cut some n*ggas off, they tried to play me like I'm stupid
How the f*ck you my dog, when you don't even support my music?
Play tough guy, good luck, I got some people playing with fire
You tell me to pull up, walk down your hood, like Michael Myers
I'm patiently waiting, cuzzo praying for me to make it
These f*ck n*ggas hating, Yung Tray life, they wanna take it
Glock got some hang time, I swear this sh*t will go down
They know I'm the man now, they want Yung Tray in the dog pound
Come f*ck wit my city, this sh*t be turnt on the west side
I'm tryna see millions, before I motherf*cking die
From western Orlando b*tch, man you can't turn me down
Remember the yellow brick road jit, from here on stay on your grind
[Outro]
YBR, Congratulations, mission complete