Lyrics: Moses Sumney/Morris W. Ricks II
Music: Ely Rise/Dacoury Dahi Natche/Daniel James McKinnon/John Key
Heard you callin' him daddy
He call you out your name
But you'd rather have heat
If it keeps your conscious clean
So I try to be mellow
Don't have to be the main (don't gotta be the main)
But if I'm yellow, yellow, yellow
Will I get the green?
I'm stuck in the middle
You're so sentimental
I'm stuck in the middle
Retreat from me
I'll retreat from you
Burn Down, Swim Drown,
Hold your breath and then we get down!
Awww man hold on
You aint felt nothing like this in so long
This shit feel like the ozone
This shit feel like the ozone
Aw man hold on hold on hold on
I don't even believe ya
All these crocodile tears
Feels so skiddish to see ya
Deceive
Baby three can play that game
Maybe I was a steal ...
Body made of smoke
I grab it but it flow