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Sweet Life (ft. Auburn Ave)

from YXL by Yamin Semali

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Maneuver like a king
Ralph Lauren, Snow Beach Polo
Oh, you mad cause I'm styling on you in slow mo
Seen me reach the zenith
Bossed up, Philips Arena
Can't fill my soles, twinkle toes, you ballerina
Pray my girl sim simma in a Beamer
But nothing comes to a dream but a dreamer
Champagne thoughts, mimosa with the piña
Water diamonds drip, Aquafina
Splash
Date with destiny, decadent in a don demeanor
I ain't impressed, no press nigga, I'm not the cleaners
Live from the projects, this was a process
Product in the pot rose to the top, Loch Ness
Say that

Real shooter, never pump fake it
Everything upgraded, plus the pub statements
I'm wary of the ungracious cause it's contagious
The pinnacle's like pinochle, nothing trumps aces
These dollars got blood traces as I thumb through
It's like a hypnotic, flip comic, now one two
I'm Sun Tzu, got all my enemies under one roof
I can make the cloud mushroom
And I just poof
So what's smoke
How can you enjoy that with a cut throat
You are just a blunt roach in comparison
Never come close
Best you'll ever get is front row at the club show
I was down and out but I'm up now so it's love though

Thumbing through paper baby, go head and live it up
Won't leave from the table until I get my cut
If you build it, they will surely come
Slice of the pie, I went and got me some

850i spy, hell yeah, cause I deserve it
I close partition curtains on excursions
This type of talk makes y'all nervous
Why
Settle for less, you'll always be a servant
I'm more than certain I am more than worth it
From the horses mouth, whore you heard it
Can't re-rock it or reword it
Real is rare, now let's preserve it
Pink Polo tops at Easter service
I emerged it
Inner city murders and corporate mergers
Flip a pie or flip a burger
Downtown Atlanta touchdown Deion
Get this shit lit like neon
My drip Freon

The part we play is where the bars and the odds get raised
I stalk the plain when I walk, watch their posture change
It's all the game, rappers mobbin now, they're popping thangs
But they were in a conscious phase in their college days
My drip is on a Waterworld Kevin Costner wave
The bars I say, like Chardonnay from a sommelier
But it's Semali Y, high as the Dalai Lama at the top of the Bali Hai
Fried blowing on chocolate Thai
Sloppy top head doctor on some Kali Ma
Asking me if she should stop
Shit, I'm thinking probably nah
But blasé blah, the danger's when the east is in the point
The people been anointed me to lead when we up in the joint
You see, I ain't never burned one bridge, I burn stairs
Forever new levels, I'll never return there
Y'all were waiting in the wings when I got my first pair
What can I say, maybe one day they'll earn theirs

Thumbing through paper baby, go head and live it up
Won't leave from the table until I get my cut
If you build it, they will surely come
Slice of the pie, I went and got me some

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from YXL, released February 2, 2024
written and produced by Yamin Semali
co-written by Auburn Ave

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