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Colors Video (MV)




Performed By: DisTinct
Length: 4:17
Written by: Tim Okafor




DisTinct - Colors Lyrics




Niggas show they colors yes, they phony
Yes I know
Free yo soul
Niggas talking shit but they don't know me
Don't know why
Guess I'm fly
Tryna be the greatest like I'm Kobe
Go get mo'
Kneed that dough
Niggas show they colors yes, they phony
Yes I know
Free your soul

Are you who you say you are
Careful how you play your cards
I might expose your hand
Careful who you call your friend
The world is full of snakes
Gotta cut the grass
I see many fakes
So I walk on glass
Look em in they face
You can see they past
Covered up with laughs
So I nod and dash
I feel fine today
Ain't got time today
For none of that bull shit
These niggas look foolish
Niggas will succeed but live a lie
Wear my heart on sleeve, I never hide
In the cut, I bleed but never die
Hit the blunt, I breathe until I'm high
I've been moving solo, on my own
Lot a niggas capping yes I know
Sooner later colors gotta show
Sooner later colors gotta
Sooner later colors gotta

Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
Yes I know
Free yo soul
Niggas talking shit but they don't know me
Don't know why
Guess I'm fly
Tryna be the greatest like I'm Kobe
Go get mo'
Kneed that dough
Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
Yes I know
Free your soul

Watch the clock
Tick tock, 24
Big shot
Just a race against the wrist watch
Jeff Gordon with the pit stop
Y'all won't like me when I'm pissed off
All y'all niggas do is talk a lot
Put a rapper on the chopping block
I'm the cold rap butcher
I need Moore like Kutcher
Bittersweet, more sugar
Since a snotty nose, everybody knows, I've been at they nose like Pusha
Everything I make is dope
All we really got his hope
Ain't it precious? Married to the game, lord of the ring, I elope
Spent 400 on a coat
Cause the world is cold as shit now
Spit fire for the cold weather
Step to me y'all should know better
Arms stronger than a gorilla
Gotta live strong, keep pedaling
3 Years I'll be at Coachella
Law of attraction
Y'all hear the passion
I live by action
Speaking of fashion
I'm supreme with the bars
I done been had the sauce
Sweet baby ray
I do this every day
This a warm up like a breakaway
Y'all can't take away from the greatest
When I write this, really priceless
On they necks man I gotta vice grip
Dishing clean hits like the Right Stick
Never fumble my verbs, righteous
Never utter they words like this
Hit the buzzer, I learn like this
Better believe it
Like a Xbox I will achieve it
Better believe it
Like a Xbox I will achieve it
Watch the clock
Tick tock, 24
Big shot
Just a race against the wrist watch
Jeff Gordon with the pit stop
Y'all won't like me when I'm pissed off
All y'all niggas do is talk a lot
Put a rapper on the chop chop

Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
Niggas talking shit but they don't know me
Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
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Niggas show they colors yes, they phony
Yes I know
Free yo soul
Niggas talking shit but they don't know me
Don't know why
Guess I'm fly
Tryna be the greatest like I'm Kobe
Go get mo'
Kneed that dough
Niggas show they colors yes, they phony
Yes I know
Free your soul

Are you who you say you are
Careful how you play your cards
I might expose your hand
Careful who you call your friend
The world is full of snakes
Gotta cut the grass
I see many fakes
So I walk on glass
Look em in they face
You can see they past
Covered up with laughs
So I nod and dash
I feel fine today
Ain't got time today
For none of that bull shit
These niggas look foolish
Niggas will succeed but live a lie
Wear my heart on sleeve, I never hide
In the cut, I bleed but never die
Hit the blunt, I breathe until I'm high
I've been moving solo, on my own
Lot a niggas capping yes I know
Sooner later colors gotta show
Sooner later colors gotta
Sooner later colors gotta

Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
Yes I know
Free yo soul
Niggas talking shit but they don't know me
Don't know why
Guess I'm fly
Tryna be the greatest like I'm Kobe
Go get mo'
Kneed that dough
Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
Yes I know
Free your soul

Watch the clock
Tick tock, 24
Big shot
Just a race against the wrist watch
Jeff Gordon with the pit stop
Y'all won't like me when I'm pissed off
All y'all niggas do is talk a lot
Put a rapper on the chopping block
I'm the cold rap butcher
I need Moore like Kutcher
Bittersweet, more sugar
Since a snotty nose, everybody knows, I've been at they nose like Pusha
Everything I make is dope
All we really got his hope
Ain't it precious? Married to the game, lord of the ring, I elope
Spent 400 on a coat
Cause the world is cold as shit now
Spit fire for the cold weather
Step to me y'all should know better
Arms stronger than a gorilla
Gotta live strong, keep pedaling
3 Years I'll be at Coachella
Law of attraction
Y'all hear the passion
I live by action
Speaking of fashion
I'm supreme with the bars
I done been had the sauce
Sweet baby ray
I do this every day
This a warm up like a breakaway
Y'all can't take away from the greatest
When I write this, really priceless
On they necks man I gotta vice grip
Dishing clean hits like the Right Stick
Never fumble my verbs, righteous
Never utter they words like this
Hit the buzzer, I learn like this
Better believe it
Like a Xbox I will achieve it
Better believe it
Like a Xbox I will achieve it
Watch the clock
Tick tock, 24
Big shot
Just a race against the wrist watch
Jeff Gordon with the pit stop
Y'all won't like me when I'm pissed off
All y'all niggas do is talk a lot
Put a rapper on the chop chop

Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
Niggas talking shit but they don't know me
Niggas show they colors, yes they phony
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Writer: Tim Okafor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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