Yellow Brick Road Zelly Ocho
"Yellow Brick Road" by Zelly Ocho, released in 2023, blends #HipHop and #R&B. The song explores themes of self-discovery, resilience, and the pursuit of dreams, using the metaphor of the iconic road to symbolize life's journey. Its unique production features melodic beats and introspective lyrics, resonating with listeners seeking motivation and hope.
[Verse 1]
(Ayo molores turn me up)
(Towa's bass is shit)
Sorry that you went broke, but I done went broke before
Yeah, I ain't gon' sing that song, this ain't the song I wrote
I'm fucked up in the head, I don't even think that I know
I know that you look in the sky, you don't even see no hope
I told my little bro we gon' keep counting these rolls
I don't got GPS, I don't know where I'ma go
Yeah, fuck it, my wrist froze, I need my mama a home
[Chorus]
They said I couldn't go, now look, I'm doing these shows
You don't want me to explode, my bro came in with the pole
Sorry that you gotta go, it's RIP to you though
I gotta get me some cheese, I'm talking 'bout pizza, that dough
Yeah, I ran up my check all alone, it was my bitch with me though
I gotta get me some cheese, I'm talking 'bout pizza and rolls
[Verse 2]
Damn, I got a fake-ass friend, it's RIP to you, bro
And I guess that they wanna ride 'cause they see that I'm 'bout to blow
And I guess she wanna go down 'cause I'm going up for sure
I'm asking God for chances, I need one more
I took a Xan and a Perc', I shouldn't mix them hoes
They said I'm a loser, they said I'ma lose
I just ran up a check, I spent that on some clothes
I can't lie, I be geeked all the time, I gotta stay in that mode
Some of these niggas be mad, relations don't last forever you not bro
(Ayo molores turn me up)
(Towa's bass is shit)
Sorry that you went broke, but I done went broke before
Yeah, I ain't gon' sing that song, this ain't the song I wrote
I'm fucked up in the head, I don't even think that I know
I know that you look in the sky, you don't even see no hope
I told my little bro we gon' keep counting these rolls
I don't got GPS, I don't know where I'ma go
Yeah, fuck it, my wrist froze, I need my mama a home
[Chorus]
They said I couldn't go, now look, I'm doing these shows
You don't want me to explode, my bro came in with the pole
Sorry that you gotta go, it's RIP to you though
I gotta get me some cheese, I'm talking 'bout pizza, that dough
Yeah, I ran up my check all alone, it was my bitch with me though
I gotta get me some cheese, I'm talking 'bout pizza and rolls
[Verse 2]
Damn, I got a fake-ass friend, it's RIP to you, bro
And I guess that they wanna ride 'cause they see that I'm 'bout to blow
And I guess she wanna go down 'cause I'm going up for sure
I'm asking God for chances, I need one more
I took a Xan and a Perc', I shouldn't mix them hoes
They said I'm a loser, they said I'ma lose
I just ran up a check, I spent that on some clothes
I can't lie, I be geeked all the time, I gotta stay in that mode
Some of these niggas be mad, relations don't last forever you not bro
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