A song made by Master Tony
A song made by Master Tony
(Uh) Yeah, this ain't no love song, this is real talk.
(No cap) About the life we chose, the path we walk.
Yolanda, ain't just a name, she's the game we play,
A whispered promise on the corner, come what may.
She shows you riches, then she takes your peace of mind,
That cold concrete siren, leaving truth behind.
Every choice a gamble, every deal a risk,
Survival's the rhythm, a daily, gritty test. (Sheesh)
Oh, Yolanda, queen of the concrete jungle,
Where loyalty's a ghost and betrayal's a rumble.
Yolanda, temptation's kiss, a beautiful lie,
Hustle hard or perish, 'neath your watchful eye.
Seen brothers fall for less, chasing that mirage,
Caught in her embrace, lost in her barrage.
She got that diamond glint, that fake allure,
But beneath the shine, the hunger's always pure.
The weight of the block, every heavy breath,
Navigating traps, dancing close with death. (Let's go)
Oh, Yolanda, queen of the concrete jungle,
Where loyalty's a ghost and betrayal's a rumble.
Yolanda, temptation's kiss, a beautiful lie,
Hustle hard or perish, 'neath your watchful eye.
This ain't just rap, it's the testament I bring,
From the struggle's depths, hear my victory sing.
Survival's not a choice, it's the only way,
Breaking every chain, living for a brighter day.
Yolanda's shadows taught me how to fight, how to rise,
Now I own my narrative, written in my own eyes. (Gang)
Yolanda... the game changer.
(Yeah)