Yesterday Was Tuesday

by C-Red & K Fresh Music

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1.
Bad Bad 02:24
Blessing this Air it out like its crepitus Effort lives in not hearing doubts or the deficits This for the family guess I’m a nepotist I’ll take the Georges, Jacksons, and Jeffersons Hope that my future don’t make my present tense Moving by faith is the better evidence Loving yourself is the better medicine They be like doc, whatever you recommend Sleeping better, eating better, thinking better all that Prayers over worries Man my demons better fall back Power in my words without me keepin' em in all caps Activate the people’s trapezius til they all snap For y’all it’s gettin' bad bad Back back if you think you coming for my bag bag Yesterday was Tuesday, everybody know the hashtag Bars is goin' crazy like it’s doomsday on the track For y’all it’s gettin' bad bad Back back if you think you coming for my bag bag Yesterday was Tuesday, everybody know the hashtag Bars is goin' crazy like it’s doomsday on the track Stop and stare at the clock in prayer K Fresh knockin' like pots you carelessly dropped from stairs I find my joy when I’m not compared but it’s often rare I don’t operate on opinions y'all make from office chairs Coat is white but I’m not as fair Writing overnight made the flow polite and the process clear Every day is progress We planning to have an awesome year Truth is now I understand How to protect my thoughts and fears But we gon' keep it spooky We don’t keep in touch but we keep track of y'all goofy You can be Ready or Not Word to The Fugees Did it for the craft and made a classic off of loosies For y’all it’s gettin' bad bad Back back if you think you coming for my bag bag Yesterday was Tuesday, everybody know the hashtag Bars is goin' crazy like it’s doomsday on the track For y’all it’s gettin' bad bad Back back if you think you coming for my bag bag Yesterday was Tuesday, everybody know the hashtag Bars is goin' crazy like it’s doomsday on the track
2.
Night Float 01:09
I been working night float If you ain’t kind, it don’t matter if you nice bro Condition our psyche just to put us on a psych hold Fewer wanna lead than say that they got disciples I been on my easel daily just like a maestro I’m just tryna make my price go like my FICO Way that God been shining on my life is like a light show I’m the type to never need title just to write bold I know They got they approvals on how I should make maneuvers Mama taught me drive They want a place on the choo-choo How you measure your weight will always dictate your rulers I speak what I want to see fall into place That’s crucial Regardless I’m staying truthful The art of your faith is two-fold If you sample the world, may get up in major loopholes Stick to fundamentals and all of the basics you know Then really believe you got all of the greatness you hold K Fresh play the beat and I’m knocking it way to Pluto They giving y'all poison Marketing makes it fool’s gold I know my worth I won’t argue to make it proof though God opens doors I was brought up to raise the roof
3.
Big Fine 02:29
This music never been a hobby, nah Despite my job, consider this a caveat My humor drier than a Sauvignon But you won’t ever see me whine I know what type of God we got When I rhyme, I think I’m Basquiat Still ain’t signed cuz it may cost me lots I’m too original to copy Walk like I got God’s knees Surprised to see I’m 5 feet high They need a verse, I send an invoice and my IPI I see they nervous cuz my verbiage always I-C-Y You know it’s rockets up when I see Wy Still check for my ego Cuz the cheat code is it might sneak by Scholarship still ain’t a quite fee ride Type A with my planning for expansion of a Type B vibe Feel like a stanchion cuz I like neat lines Plus got some vinyls up on Bandcamp If you like me, buy We getting after this time I’m just really here to get it crackin' and spit rhymes I feel immaculate, quit cryin' Success is lookin good and real attractive I'm big fine We getting after this time I’m just really here to get it crackin' and spit rhymes I feel immaculate, quit cryin' Success is lookin good and real attractive I'm big fine Yeah Y’all want the bars or not? Grandpa told me family really all we got I know who I am and who I’m strongly not Those who tryna damn me on the choppin' block I’m just writin', coolin', drinkin' some sangria Tryna make some titles, not idols, of all these songs we got It’s a high note, beholding vinyls in coffee shops And record spots still run by neighborhood moms and pops Notification fatigue from comments Poppin' up with flames and comets All attention ain’t homage All them mentions ain’t honest All them wins ain’t a contest I’ve thought of what isn’t promised It’s always pinned on my conscience I saw what pens can accomplish Comprehended the process Saw intents in the fine print And promptly ended my conflicts I saw the trends that they wanted Some of them idiotic I’m just tryna keep my word Cuz some objects hinge on a promise We getting after this time I’m just really here to get it crackin' and spit rhymes I feel immaculate, quit cryin' Success is lookin good and real attractive I'm big fine We getting after this time I’m just really here to get it crackin' and spit rhymes I feel immaculate, quit cryin' Success is lookin good and real attractive I'm big fine
4.
Who’s willing to work? Who’s willing to watch? I’m tilling my crops while firing all cylinders I’ma keep it real that sometimes means s Some of y’all’s feelings hurt Rather skip a week than spit sum’n weak and give a filler verse Sins of the father Come back to visit as his children’s curse Need inspiration, I bump Dilla first I made some changes, I might still revert They ain’t tryna gas me They ain’t happy cuz they still inert I periodically table my demons I got the drive just like Rodeo They hate for no reason They draw the lines to try to confine my crayola Thinking I ain’t finna shine, they out they mind I made A’s on my presentations This takeover season Just gave me a reason To count my blessings Intercessions, pray over me then Like mama did since I was days old I’m way over thinking The wait’s over, we been On the way, though it’s recent This takeover season Just gave me a reason To count my blessings Intercessions Pray so the team win To say that I’m back on my shit implies that I was off it Compassion fatigued and writing rhymes feeling exhausted Ain’t a fan of boxes but I’m thriving in the pocket Sub-zero winter breeze in this climate of a prophet I know most entities can’t define us, it’s a process Of denying inner thoughts environments to keep us hostage Chain gang, got the DNA of a marksmith My voice in places that really deserve a charge slip I voice my prayers like choices made from a hardship Simone Biles when I come off bars on a hard flip I feel like Nina but I ate collards not parsnips I'ma be the same whether I make dollars or not
5.
I don’t write verses for fun We been out working for crumbs Til the seeds we planting pay my fees on the first of the month Those who try to make believe that I don’t deserve it is dumb Just gimme a beat that got some space to put words to the drums Just gimme the peace to find my place of encouragement son I know everybody got some pain that no Percocets numb Ask me for some tips on knowing worth, just refer to step 1 Gotta love yourself that’s the birth to defer deception Hard for me to rest when there’s success I prefer to get done Like making sure y'all nod ya head until you hear vertebrates crunch Promise y'all I prolly know more verses than sermons and nuns Delivery low effort cuz this message determined to come Dark hours, dark clouds I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count Dark hours, dark clouds I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count All things considered I’m more blessed than I give credit for Tryna leave a message in a metaphor Every time I press record 'til presses hit the record store Depression’s on my record, sure Want Franklins but no Eleanor They be like the truth ain’t lookin' good Then what you tell it for? Every innocent defendant sitting in appellate courts Always been petite just like I’ve known that life is hella short. Tryna be present in moments I’d like to teleport You can disagree and still be well-informed Give the element of surprise the way we weather storms I say “cry, baby” although it hurts when my fella mourns Cuz in our weakness God is already strong Dark hours, dark clouds I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count Dark hours, dark clouds I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count I been keeping track on making bars count
6.
Going Down 01:09
I been the ruler of my medulla The miseducated don’t hire tutors My higher power been my approver So I don’t cower with my maneuvers Spend hours behind computers Recording haikus that you would need Scuba divers to scoop up And soak it up like a loofah I’m on they neck like a crew cut I’m special just like a 2 for 1 And shaping up to be a theorem there’s no prior proof of Y’all might think y’all Pythagoras But can’t squeeze me in quadrilaterals Thinking I’m "Never Too Much" like Luther This ride come in packages just like Uber Lies can seem beautiful when the truth sucks I did the work, so I never knew luck Stayin' in motion, I’m never too stuck Asking me bout my new stuff It’s piles of ashes in booths bruh I been bumping Moonchild in miles of traffic next to trucks Won’t let em gas me or trap me, I’m feeling happy now I’ll just go delicatessen if they got rap beef, how I work my issues on tracks, I’m still an athlete, wow To say it crafty, I’m rapping laps all around these clowns
7.
Go To Work 02:38
Young, gifted, and black Labor of love spittin' when my tongue kissin' the track Iterations of Fantastic just like Slum Village, in fact Some opinions make you feel it in yo umbilical Flow just might become mineral Still wish em well while stress gets bottled Got my assignment first, then the lessons followed The poster child to never bend, you’d rather tri-fold My scientific method is repetitions inside goals Keep moving purposeful until the curtains close And make it personal to see the worth in other earthly souls I promise I been quite honest, iconic friends symbiotic In my process understand that It don’t look quite like it sound like Giannis Put in the hours, I’m polished, my job is work still Gotta keep a sense of how your words feel Every day I’m grounds-keeping my turf So whether or not I post I know my worth and every verse real And it don’t stop And it don’t quit And we gon rock And we won’t sit Cuz it don’t stop And it don’t quit We keep it goin, keep it goin Cuz we on it And it don’t stop And it don’t quit And we gon rock And we won’t sit Cuz it don’t stop And it don’t quit We keep it goin, keep it goin Cuz we on it In-telligent rhetoric Show the devil no reverence Pedal to metal And only settle for excellence Treble to pedestals Know there’s levels to everything Speak with intention, I wrote this careful since 17 9 to 5 couldn’t bury dreams I been tithing and sharing things Instead of giving credit or bread They silence and dead the scene Fuck an algorithm Bitch I’ll McGuyver to get it seen Now the pressure’s on 'em like I’m prescribing Nifedipine They skin is thinner than peels or rinds from nectarine They try to flip it like Phyllis Hyman on records I kill a rhyme with low effort I’m in my prime it’s whatever Let’s shift this climate for better Demystifying our stressors I’ve learned a lot from a quote or five minute lecture Life gon' life and care not what timing is better Life is bright when applying kindness to gestures I suggest ya Take your light and go let it shine without measure And it don't stop And it don't quit And we gon rock And we won’t sit Cuz it don’t stop And it don’t quit We keep it goin, keep it goin Cuz we on it And it don’t stop And it don’t quit And we gon rock And we won’t sit Cuz it don’t stop And it don’t quit We keep it goin, keep it goin Cuz we on it

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K Fresh Music is well-known for his unique style and stellar production. C-Red has frequently found inspiration in his music, penning several #WhiteCoatWednesday verses to beats that K Fresh posted on Instagram. This is a collection of 7 of those verses which evolved into full songs. We are excited to present "Yesterday Was Tuesday".

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released July 4, 2025

Written by C-Red
Produced by K Fresh Music
Mixed by ShaMel Johnson
Mastered by Michael Belancourt
Executive Produced by C-Red & SlopFunkDust

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