Top Songs By Yozke
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Yozke
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dallis Joyner
Songwriter:in
Charles Staton
Songwriter:in
Niko Scott
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Yung Nab
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Got a lot of shit, pop a whole lot of shit
**** got me masked up, I'm on my robin shit
Bruce Wayne got my vision on the Mustang
Anybody in the way is on the food chain
I remember when I couldn't buy the new J's
Hard times, couldn't even get a new fade
I ain't never lose faith, kept the boots laced
Had to let some people go for being two-faced
Fuck em, we limit discussion
We too busy getting money for shit to get ucchy
We ain't looking for nobody, but **** be ducking
Probably pass it to my bros, cause bitches be fucking disgusting
I still love it though, but I would never love a hoe
No feelings, leave em all in the rubber hoe
I done hit so many of em, it ain't nothing to me
Ain't another **** living close to fucking with me
I've been chilling, I'm just waiting till the summer hit me
Probably do a hundred verses cause the hustle me
We was really moving round cause I'm from the city
I'm just here to get the crown from these fucking sissies
Uh, probably hit you where it hurt
Air Jordan, Black Mamba, give it to you off the vert
I ain't even got a ask, whole team put in work
When the mud dried up, put whoever in the dirt
Uh, yeah, put whoever in the dirt
I ain't even got a ask, whole team putting work
Air Jordan, Black Mamba, give it to you off the vert
When the mud dried up, probably hit you where it hurt
We gon' hit you where it hurt
Blowing on that gas while we still put in work
My clan in one room, yeah, you know we go berserk
Good ol' late baptized, bout to take em back to church
I don't do no friends, it's only brothers who be rolling with me
So many pretend I'm grateful that these all the ones I'm giving
I can't see my men without me, I'ma need em for this mission
Give a damn whoever doubt me, man, this mic is always ripping
Can't give a damn whoever doubt me
Got knowledge, understanding of myself and those around me
I choose to stay away from all the drink, it's not about me
If it's not about elevation, I don't need to be around it, no
Trust me, I know where to go
I've seen it done before, it's time to do it on our own
But let me warn you now because I gotta let you know
Get your shit together now because this fame is not a joke, no
Uh, probably hit you where it hurt
Air Jordan, Black Mamba, give it to you off the vert
I ain't even got a ask, whole team put in work
When the mud dried up, put whoever in the dirt
Uh, yeah, put whoever in the dirt
I ain't even got a ask, whole team put in work
Air Jordan, Black Mamba, give it to you off the vert
When the mud dried up, probably hit you where it hurt
Written by: Charles Staton, Dallis Joyner, Niko Scott