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No

by Youth // Service

on Yes // No (2019)

[Verse 1: Young Da Vinchi]
Feel like everything I touch turn to dust
Only a matter a time ‘fore they leave me to rust
Don't even know how to trust anymore
Lose sight when I leave the door
Losing confidence like friends
How do I plan revenge, drowning in thought of sin
Trying not to shame my family, thinking everybody mad at me
How the fuck did I get so low, I don't even know
So I'll pick myself up and write something better
With a personal vendetta but I won't let that shit finish me
Hoping somebody copy me
Let's me know I'm respected not neglected
Pick the pen up, fuck innocence
Feeling like a nuisance, prob won't do shit
Anything better than to quit
Wrote this while I'm sick, hoping I can get a hit
Maybe I should stop while I'm ahead, one day they want me dead
I just don't wanna let go, my last words probably gon be no

[Verse 2: Ali Camara]
Social anxiety fryin' me and it's hard for me
I'm dealing with society, maintaining sobriety
And I don't even drink, but I'm feeling like I oughta be
It's the only thing that could help me with my talking
Because I am just the guy that remain nameless, I'm sighing deep
I'm flattered whenever people say hi to me
Thinking with my feelings, my cerebellum play hide and seek
Cause people fuck me over like Jerry Heller, they lie to me
So I'm living with no logic, I dun quit my job cause I was scared they gonna fire me
Didn't have a backup and nobody wanna hire me
“It's allergies”, I say that when I'm crying on the balcony

[Hook: Liam Kelly]
Spend some time alone
Maybe cry alone
Cos it's what you need
And I can't let go
Spend some time alone
Maybe cry alone
Cos it's what you need
And you can't say no

[Bridge: jackaltheblackal]
Reach Christ conscious, badass tight novice
Write nauseous to a knockin' down, blocks of hats dropping
Jack walking out, profit off verbal gun cocking
Cop Earl's fun verse off top, burgundy carpets
Car blasting blade, running faucet, stunned with caution
Caught-in niggas that I'm on with, we on this mad shit
With mad lips, on-cropped on Madlibs, villains we mad kids
And add shit with mad cities, no good without a fifty

[Verse 3: Liam Kelly & Andre Tiny
Giant]
Cutthroat on the tightrope
Fiddling with knifethrows
Me against my five foes
Beats that got them cryfroze
No-one's scared to die till their eyes close
Fucker put his hands on me, only God knows
Damn man chill it don't gotta be like that bro

[Verse 4: Young Da Vinchi]
God damn man, it don't gotta be like that bro
Whole life flash ‘fore my eyes, like a slideshow
Losing everything that I know
Always dropping flow
Never gonna hit that high note
God damn, it's a sight though
All my life I been shy, so
Finally for the team, that's ride or die hoe
Whole team spit fire, never wanna go toe to toe
Always keep a kilo low key though, droppin' pounds like it's keto

[Hook: Liam Kelly]
Spend some time alone
Maybe cry alone
Cos it's what you need
And I can't let go
Spend some time alone
Maybe cry alone
Cos it's what you need
And you can't say no