
Yesterday Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
One, two, one, two
I known this bitch for a while
When phones had dial tones, I had this bitch on speed dial
Switched to cell phones, running up minutes by the mile
Run a mile a minute, boy, you need to slow down
Trying to get up in it and you don't even know how
But every time you get up in it, know you gonna put it down
I been in it for a minute, yeah, I hope you see me now
And those messages you're sending, I'll read them when I touch down
I know it wasn't like this when I was around
You was the first one to really fuck with my style, yeah
I know I wasn't like this when you was around
You was the first one to really fuck with my sound, yeah
I know I wasn't like this when I was around
But I'd rather see her smile now
Uh, I know I wasn't like this when I was around
Yeah, I hate to see y'all frown
But I'd rather see her smile now
It wasn't like this yesterday
Things just seem to get in the way
She's a compliment to Birkin bags
Ignore the dollar signs, skipped over red flags
She had me in a trance, I can't forget
Dollars make sense, underline, I gotta get the bag
When she talking settling, she talking me
Credit ain't good, 563
She want the house and the car
When I spit these bars, can't sell them for 10 a key
She saying my words, they lack potency
I'm stuck in the 90s, I'm playing Jodeci
I told her that the 90s coming back
She threw my backpack and told me this ain't poetry
She the perfect song to the perfect beat
Perfect queen to the perfect chief
And how I spit these bars, fighting these odds
Now we on a better street
It wasn't like this yesterday
Things just seem to get in the way
Of us
It wasn't like this yesterday
Things just seem to get in the way
Of us
It wasn't like this yesterday
Things just seem to get in the way
Of us
It wasn't like this yesterday
Things just seem to get in the way
Of us
Sunday night, feeling right, tux is off white
Barber precise, it's about to be a long night
Conversation was tight, we partied all night
Ass looking fluffy in that dress, I called her brown rice
I was bent, her accent was lower London
Fresh Prince, representing South Columbus
Belly exposed, diamonds on her waistline
Sexy, like Zoe Saldano in Drumline
By the night, Kyran about to bag a winner
Then I saw that tan line up on her ring finger
I paused, Selena, yo, you acting wild
She laughed, it's a complicated lifestyle
Took me by the hand to the back room
Three o'clock in the morning, I'm feeling high noon
Gave me the keys, we rolling to a G5
The Aston Martin alive, she ready to ride
It wasn't like this yesterday
Things just seem to get in the way
Of us