Lyrics:
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
to stress the lessons I've learned, I've seen people go astray and people move forward
- They say as you get older, ya gotta carry a little more weight
You ever get to the point where you so frustrated
You ready to give up?
You ready to end it all?
Don't do it dog, word up
I don't care if you
Ever since I met you every day is a party with you
I'm as happy as a tree in a bob ross scene I'm her king and she's my queen
When we get together
cuz I stayed down
So girl when you ready to go
Then imma get back in the mode yea
I'll put em back in the scoped yea
Okay now mmmm you know we going up
(This song right here)
Ooh
Young Mula baby
That's right
Happy music, happy people
Happy people
Everything is alright
Everything is alright,
you allow people to compare you
Better be careful 'cause I don't care you
Tried to be my friend but I didn't care to
Bob and weave y'all hoes like
Feel Me by Izuorah Michael Lyrics
Country people
Wanna see me
Many people
Wanna feel me
Country people
Wanna see me
Many people
Wanna feel me
They
Ohh
Haa Ouu Whoahh Ouu Whoaahh
Ahh Baaa-by
Baby Yeaahh
Ouu Whoahh Ouu Whoaahh Ooaa Ohh Whoaahh
Yeah
Listen Baby Listen-teeenn
Are you willing to ride
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth when Ali
Flatten your earth like BOB’s theory Petting zoo flow the people was feeling me
Crazy how somebody can make moves off this ability
I’m trying to make
I need for jobs
I got I got people around that don’t wana see me thrive
That’s ok I got my family and they right here by my side
I just gota stay
ain't ever catch me dead-sy, dead-sy
Guaranteed to make it even by thread-sy, thread-sy
Say man, what if it happened (uh-huh) that people were cappin'
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
And then we line em up
And when the night is young
And it's not enough
And I'm ready to get
Into all kinds of stuff
And I'm aiming high
To the sky and up
I'm
on em)
I'm just trying to get mine
I don't have the time
To knock the hustle for real
(Let's go all the way up town
Let's take em to Yonkers)
People can
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
not ready yet
I'm not ready wait woah woah woah woah woah
Let's go
Whip all white but I'm tintin' the windows
Came through fresh lookin' like Mentos
I been down, out of my mind but now a nigga right back on it
Sticking to the plan and this what it is, nigga go get your money
All them times that I
me but I’m not doing nothing but getting money fucking bitches and slanging CDs following me will get you merked by police get two strikes at the very
and you know thats for real
Don't try to even doubt it cause by now you do the deal
She's a music lover and there's nothing more to say
Get her to the show
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant
to the hotel
Sorry I was trapping in a Slumhaus
Me and Luck Marley kept it one thou
You got to cash out for the dry run
Twenty ball for the tank gets the job
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