Olive Green by Esem Lyrics
[Verse: Esem]
Yo my windbreaker olive green
It’s hot as steam in the kitchen where I wash the beans off the Heen
Slurring while I’m cooking fuck a Paula Deen
My pasta lean, I be tryna eat more collard greens
Heard I got married in my mama dreams
In reality I lost a queen
White lines and red stripes like my soccer team
Yeah I’m talking goat shit like some billy droppings
Versatile, go from indie rock to milly rocking
City-hopping while I rep the same town
All the things that make me happy make my face frown
Space-bound pop a cap like a pistol or a soda bottle
Still too anxious to be living like there’s no tomorrow
Tough pill prescription every day there’s more to swallow
So I’m buying nice clothes just to compensate
Thinking one day they ain’t gon’ fit me if I lost some weight
This not the same kid from Matilda eating chocolate cake
Chinese fill me up for a half hour
Running through a whole 24 worth of Jack Bauer
Going off like I ain’t paid the lights
‘Maybe you should stop drinking’ was my eighth grade advice
‘Cause I, started early like a young matinee
That I used to watch solo ‘cause I ain’t have a date
Grab a plate, serve yourself, take some leftovers home
For a tiny donation ‘cause my rent’s over owed
Hold the phone, cut the sad shit, I’m ‘posed to be tho’ed
Get ‘em salty over bars but it’s no Toblerone
That was cheesy that was corny like elotes in the east
I’m in the west and my tías bring frijoles for the feast
No complaints, started from the bottoms and I’m still here
Posted with the fam, hand wrapped around a chilled beer
Feels weird growing old staying the same
Pretending it’s all good is the name of the game
[Outro: Esem]
*humming*
Yo my windbreaker olive green
It’s hot as steam in the kitchen where I wash the beans off the Heen
Slurring while I’m cooking fuck a Paula Deen
My pasta lean, I be tryna eat more collard greens
Heard I got married in my mama dreams
In reality I lost a queen
White lines and red stripes like my soccer team
Yeah I’m talking goat shit like some billy droppings
Versatile, go from indie rock to milly rocking
City-hopping while I rep the same town
All the things that make me happy make my face frown
Space-bound pop a cap like a pistol or a soda bottle
Still too anxious to be living like there’s no tomorrow
Tough pill prescription every day there’s more to swallow
So I’m buying nice clothes just to compensate
Thinking one day they ain’t gon’ fit me if I lost some weight
This not the same kid from Matilda eating chocolate cake
Chinese fill me up for a half hour
Running through a whole 24 worth of Jack Bauer
Going off like I ain’t paid the lights
‘Maybe you should stop drinking’ was my eighth grade advice
‘Cause I, started early like a young matinee
That I used to watch solo ‘cause I ain’t have a date
Grab a plate, serve yourself, take some leftovers home
For a tiny donation ‘cause my rent’s over owed
Hold the phone, cut the sad shit, I’m ‘posed to be tho’ed
Get ‘em salty over bars but it’s no Toblerone
That was cheesy that was corny like elotes in the east
I’m in the west and my tías bring frijoles for the feast
No complaints, started from the bottoms and I’m still here
Posted with the fam, hand wrapped around a chilled beer
Feels weird growing old staying the same
Pretending it’s all good is the name of the game
[Outro: Esem]
*humming*