Monte Booker
Fuchsia
[Intro: YOSHUA]
Fuchsia tint on the skies that were hand-painted
With my girl, that's a pretty nice view, ain't it?
Huh, keep the Ray-Bans on, or my eyes closed
Styling with the checkered slips, you know I like those
I don't ride production, I surf on it
I'm from Mali-blue, I had to put the smurf on it
Gee willikers, my tank on empty
I'm feeling frosty, might just take a trip to Wendy's

[Verse 1: YOSHUA]
Cash out, all my things blacked out (blacked out)
I'm living out the life that I rap 'bout
Facts now, never took a trip to a trap house
It's 'bout 5 AM, sun peeking out now
Got balloons strapped to me like I'm Russell
So when I feel the trouble, I get lifted in my bubble
I ain't got a house of my own, or a wife (yet)
Banana clip on any K's I get in my texts, bet
I ain't kidding around, I ain't playing with ya
I won't be laying around, I'ma get to something
Everything above looking down below
Gaze up into the sky, wave to my dad hello

[Bridge: Ravyn Lenae]
How do you know where you are going?
All the signs are showing
That it's true, we're not the only ones
Says everything above, it's done
[Verse 2: YOSHUA]
Locked in orbit with my thoughts, I'm in solitude
Like Superman, but I ain't got a fortress, or a supersuit
The needs of He have superseded all that had belonged to me
I need to breathe, I feel the sea, the cold is ripping into me

[Refrain: YOSHUA + Ravyn Lenae]
The fuchsia, colors of the future
Obscuring all my passions
It's in this moment
Revealing what the past did
There's no pull or tug
The fuchsia, colors of the future
In this moment
Obscuring all my passions
It's in this moment
Revealing what the past did
There's no pull or tug
And in this moment
Everything above

[Outro: YOSHUA]
Fuchsia sky in your eyes, but mine were grey
The day I drove off forever, had to get away
I still think about it, every now and then
I still think about you, you were my best friend
But when we lost that, all the pink hues
Faded, decomposed, like they were just mildew
A single rose in a bush, turn to stem of thorns
I light a fire to the past life, to keep me warm