Lyrics:

[Chorus]
I wanna be happy, like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink
And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between
Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep
My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green
Happy like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink
And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between
Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep
My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green

[Post-Chorus]
Green, blue, blue, blue, green
Pink, pink, green
Blue, blue, blue, green
Like the colors, blue, blue, green
Blue, blue, blue, green
Like the pink, pink, green
Like the blue, blue, blue, green

[Verse 1]
I got no time for all these bitches, but they keep on ringin' on me
Yeah, these girls, they think we cuffed up but this ain't no matrimony
When it come to being numb, that's how I feel on the daily
I'm Adam Daniel to mama but Young Aminé to ladies
Okay, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, how the fuck you do this shit?
I been getting green, but somehow, I can't find no happiness
Purple in the sky so I'm high, but ain't no sloppiness
Red eyes from my redeye, but her red eyes from the Aniston

[Chorus]
I wanna be happy, like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink
And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between
Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep
My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green
Happy like when I find a Starburst that's colored pink
And then I find myself feelin' like the colors in between
Stranger to my family so now, I get no sleep
My inside's colored blue, but girl, my Range is colored green

[Verse 2]
Look, please be humble, don't end up broke
Hearts full when they beat the most
Cherish moments with homies, I spent twenty K up in Mexico
Portland, Paris, I'm coast to coast
Bottega from knee to toe
Need my family, I keep 'em close
Me and my girl, we Cheech and Cho'
Lames want me to fail, but then, they girls want me to rail
Built the name 'Aminé,' got no help and gave 'em hell, ugh
When it's a gray area, it colors out itself
The real just stay the real, and yeah, the fakes just stay themselves

[Outro]
I wanna know how you feel about it
Does every hour feel like it's counted?
Tell me, do you think you can manage?
I wanna know how you feel about it
'Bout it (Ayy), 'b-b-b-bout it
Wanna know how you feel about it
Tell me, do you think you can manage?
I wanna know how you feel about it