Colors - Aminé

I wanna be happy, like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink

And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between

Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep

My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green

Happy like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink

And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between

Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep

My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green

Green, blue, blue, blue, green

Pink, pink, green

Blue, blue, blue, green

Like the colors, blue, blue, green

Blue, blue, blue, green

Like the pink, pink, green

Like the blue, blue, blue, green

I got no time for all these bitches, but they keep on ringin' on me

Yeah, these girls, they think we cuffed up but this ain't no matrimony

When it come to being numb, that's how I feel on the daily

I'm Adam Daniel to mama but Young Aminé to ladies

Okay, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, how the fuck you do this shit?

I been getting green, but somehow, I can't find no happiness

Purple in the sky so I'm high, but ain't no sloppiness

Red eyes from my redeye, but her red eyes from the Aniston

I wanna be happy, like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink

And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between

Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep

My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green

Happy like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink

And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between

Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep

My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green

Look, please be humble, don't end up broke

Hearts full when they beat the most

Cherish moments with homies, I spent 20K up in Mexico

Portland, Paris, I'm coast to coast

Bottega from knee to toe

Need my family, I keep 'em close

Me and my girl, we Cheech and Cho'

Lames want me to fail, but then, they girls want me to rail

Built the name "Aminé," got no help and gave 'em hell, ugh

When it's a gray area, it colors out itself

The real just stay the real, and yeah, the fakes just stay themselves

I wanna know how you feel about it

Does every hour feel like it's counted?

Tell me, do you think you can manage?

I wanna know how you feel about it

'Bout it (Ayy), 'b-b-b-bout it

Wanna know how you feel about it

Tell me, do you think you can manage?

I wanna know how you feel about it