"Color Outside The Lines" lyrics
Uh, I'm just happy to be alive...
What I seem to find, life is all about the grind...
Wake up early, this money's on my mind...
One day at a time, pay attention to the signs...
I drive fast, I'm prepared to pay the fine...
Only fuck with the baddest, glad my wife is a dime...
Made it through the bullshit, some would say it's a crime...
Since I was 9, I colored outside the line...
August 22, you can say I'm a lion...
Keep a watch without the diamonds, from the inside I shine...
Always tell the truth, you can never say I'm lyin'...
Strive to keep a smile on my face even when I'm dyin'...
I see life around the corner
My head is in a better space
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
I see life around the corner
That's why I'm thankful today
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
I see life 'round the corner
I see good in my opponents
Drinking ain't cheap but I condone it
Bitch, I get on it
I'm knee-deep in this shit, but I cologne it
Life is a bitch — but I don't bone it
Niggas won't shoot — we can 2-3 zone it
Ball from ATL to Snohomish
Big Penix energy, ask Bo Nix
Riding through county, 'bout 84 bricks
Fall off in the rave, buy 80 glow sticks
You ain't got nothing on me, I'm po' rich
Smokin' loud nigga, no low pitch
I work for myself or I go fish
I'm a shark called Scales — nigga, you a blowfish
Hangin' microphone — this a mistletoe kiss
Nappy to the root, nigga, you know this
I see life around the corner
My head is in a better space
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
You must've heard (mustard), I had grays like Pupon
Yet the bread never dried out like croutons
Slimmed down, used to be husky like UConn
Fall off in the juke joint with my cowboy boots on
I'm ill like a spill at a lab in Wuhan
I was young, sleepin' on floors and futons
Boy genius, young Stilley Neutron
Brian Scott — I am hot, I am not like warm!
My new policy — I make no apologies
Hailing from the same place as Muhammad Ali
I remember life before all this technology
The dress code: camo slacks and fresh Wallabees
Pocket full of rocks but ain't study geology
Peep the dichotomy, it's all psychology
Let's make this cottage cheese — fuck up these apostrophes
Gimme the chicken wings, cornbread, and collard greens
I see life around the corner
My head is in a better space
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
I see life around the corner
That's why I'm thankful today
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
Fuck the low-hanging fruit, I want the highest hill to climb...
You won't never hear me whine — or maybe sippin' wine...
Life is short, I guess it's all about design...
And if you really know me, all my homies call me "Saan"...
And if you don't, my name is "Skinny" and it's all fine...
Potato salad, beef ribs, and some pork rinds...
Soul food, O.G. — never old school...
Lager sippin', never trippin', nigga I don't know you...
Word to Lou Lou
I ain't Black, I'm Yoo-hoo
You slacks, I'm FUBU
You can have all the mainstream —
My shit doo-doo
Chaka Zulu
I'm from the sticks like my tip and Nu-Nu
You lookin' for some reefer? I got beaucoup
Beaucoup means a whole lot if you ain't used to
Southern slang, don't play no games — 'cause a screw loose
Don't play games — 'cause a screw loose
What I seem to find, life is all about the grind...
Wake up early, this money's on my mind...
One day at a time, pay attention to the signs...
I drive fast, I'm prepared to pay the fine...
Only fuck with the baddest, glad my wife is a dime...
Made it through the bullshit, some would say it's a crime...
Since I was 9, I colored outside the line...
August 22, you can say I'm a lion...
Keep a watch without the diamonds, from the inside I shine...
Always tell the truth, you can never say I'm lyin'...
Strive to keep a smile on my face even when I'm dyin'...
I see life around the corner
My head is in a better space
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
I see life around the corner
That's why I'm thankful today
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
I see life 'round the corner
I see good in my opponents
Drinking ain't cheap but I condone it
Bitch, I get on it
I'm knee-deep in this shit, but I cologne it
Life is a bitch — but I don't bone it
Niggas won't shoot — we can 2-3 zone it
Ball from ATL to Snohomish
Big Penix energy, ask Bo Nix
Riding through county, 'bout 84 bricks
Fall off in the rave, buy 80 glow sticks
You ain't got nothing on me, I'm po' rich
Smokin' loud nigga, no low pitch
I work for myself or I go fish
I'm a shark called Scales — nigga, you a blowfish
Hangin' microphone — this a mistletoe kiss
Nappy to the root, nigga, you know this
I see life around the corner
My head is in a better space
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
You must've heard (mustard), I had grays like Pupon
Yet the bread never dried out like croutons
Slimmed down, used to be husky like UConn
Fall off in the juke joint with my cowboy boots on
I'm ill like a spill at a lab in Wuhan
I was young, sleepin' on floors and futons
Boy genius, young Stilley Neutron
Brian Scott — I am hot, I am not like warm!
My new policy — I make no apologies
Hailing from the same place as Muhammad Ali
I remember life before all this technology
The dress code: camo slacks and fresh Wallabees
Pocket full of rocks but ain't study geology
Peep the dichotomy, it's all psychology
Let's make this cottage cheese — fuck up these apostrophes
Gimme the chicken wings, cornbread, and collard greens
I see life around the corner
My head is in a better space
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
I see life around the corner
That's why I'm thankful today
I'm thankful for the:
The wins
Friends
Sins
That's why I'm in a better place
Fuck the low-hanging fruit, I want the highest hill to climb...
You won't never hear me whine — or maybe sippin' wine...
Life is short, I guess it's all about design...
And if you really know me, all my homies call me "Saan"...
And if you don't, my name is "Skinny" and it's all fine...
Potato salad, beef ribs, and some pork rinds...
Soul food, O.G. — never old school...
Lager sippin', never trippin', nigga I don't know you...
Word to Lou Lou
I ain't Black, I'm Yoo-hoo
You slacks, I'm FUBU
You can have all the mainstream —
My shit doo-doo
Chaka Zulu
I'm from the sticks like my tip and Nu-Nu
You lookin' for some reefer? I got beaucoup
Beaucoup means a whole lot if you ain't used to
Southern slang, don't play no games — 'cause a screw loose
Don't play games — 'cause a screw loose
