Yesterday
Loyle Carner · FIFA 22 Soundtrack
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Yesterday Park
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2020
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[Intro] Ayy One, one, one Peace, peace, peace Ayy, yeah, we come in peace, peace, peace, ayy From the West to the East North to the South In the belly of the beast Ayy One, one, one, one, two, two, ayy Feels like (It was only yesterday), ayy [Verse 1] That we sit and watch the sky turning ever grey Black and white watching money leading Ben astray Falling in and out of light as the heavens spray, ayy We mix the whiskey with the lemonade, ayy Tryna counteract the methylphenidate Used to laugh when I said it made my belly ache My belly ached everyday, yo, it never changed I wasn't ready for the grave (For the grave) But I was ready to be paid (To be paid) Trust, I know we're never getting saved Twenty-four, mixed race Living twelve years a slave, ayy (It was only yesterday) My grandfather getting knuckled by the pepper spray More fire, Brixton riot like a renegade Seeing him setting fire to rain as the letters fade No doubt I was raised out the South Tell your ex-boyfriend to keep my name out his mouth I been in and out, to drag your pain out the house Being brave, something proud, say my name, I'm about [Interlude] There comes a time In everyone's life When you have to fall in love Once or twice [Verse 2] It never really feels like (It was only yesterday), ayy Back when I thought I'd never touch the motherland, ayy Because my skin's a different colour to them other man But still they're calling me the coloured man So you can find me in a straight peanut butter jam Sticky, make her fingers snap like a rubber band We expand like a grand in another hand Melts like butter in the pan as the others ran Damn, but me, I stuck around No doubt pull the figure out, flower in the ground Down South know what I'm about, just another clown Red snout, running at the mouth in another town Drown, drown (It was only yesterday) Ayy, when everyone was in the same place, ayy And we were stuck up in that same race Same face listening to beats with the same taste Waste, but now my beats come from LA Californ', king of the streets, kick it like Pele You see that dip in the ground, it's bad soil It's LC and Madlib, it's Mad Loyle [Outro] There comes a time In everyone's life (It's Mad Loyle) When you have to fall in love Once or twice Cool
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