Young Mistah - Northside Lyrics [Verse 1: Young Mistah] I was chilling on the north side, living wit a bad bitch, fucking up my foresight, thought we'd be forever, but forever don't exist, I won't lie girl u got me like this, god damn nigga, whoo bless all this liquor in my cup, any woman in my phone, hit me up, they Tryna fuck, putting numbers on the board, so my whole team up, I just checked the tune core, all these niggas runner up, set, looking too true, whole city saying SmooveGang is the new wu, toast to the wins, boy it's all the bout the dubs, I ain't ever need the cash, for bitches to show me love, Except one, so spiteful, heart break, like a slug point blank from a rifle, tried to kill a young nigga spirit like fivel, Smoove, gods an acronym, they act like I'm Tryna write the bible, my bravado, unrivaled, all my bitches bad, I ain't mad if they recycle, let em know I'm rolling wit the punches, like Michael, don't introduce me to ur girl, Boy I'm not liable I don't owe u shit nigga, give a fuck how u feel, I'll fuck ur bitch nigga, thought forever was real, it don't exist nigga, I ain't flexing, I just call it how it is nigga, my side is lit nigga I don't think another woman could be closer to me, snap chat from 305, why u still in the bean, missed text from an ex, know u still feeling me, bitch I'm chilling on the north side, sipping my tea [Hook: Young Mistah] I got bitches from the other side, calling bout the other night, said they seen my story and they tired of the other guys, tryna link up cuz I do It like its nothing right, formal invitations, come and check me on the north side, check me on the north side, chilling on the north side, fuck them niggas from the other side, bitches from the other side, holding down the north side [Verse 2: Young Mistah] whiling wit my niggas, bitches doing the most, keep them bitches on deck, like i chartered a boat, open bottles in the air, when I'm doing the toast, this one for me and all my niggas, phones on air plane mode we getting rich nigga, don't give a fuck how u feel, don't fuck wit bitch niggas, we did wit out a deal, we city kids nigga, north side way too trill, my side is lit nigga, my side the shit nigga [Hook: Young Mistah] I got bitches from the other side, calling bout the other night, said they seen my story and they tired of the other guys, tryna link up cuz I do It like its nothing right, formal invitations, come and check me on the north side, check me on the north side, chilling on the north side, fuck them niggas from the other side, bitches from the other side, holding down the north side

Davey Fisher - Nowadaze Lyrics [Verse 1: Davey Fisher] packed tobacco in the back of the schoolbus, hungry younging having fun before he blew up, yea he walking and he rockin navy nubucks, a new cut, whiter than the bristles on a toothbrush, black backpack full of blacks and a match and a soda puff and passing hash getting higher than pagoda, getting older everyday and I'm still living this way, till Im probably lookin like I'm master yoda, (hah(laugh)) [Hook: Davey Fisher] went from walking round the town, now people hold us down, people tryna steal the crown, but I be in the air and they be on the ground with a frown, (and they be jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down) went from walking round the town, to smoking pounds and pounds, people tryna steal our sound, but now they in the crowd and (they jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down people jumpin up and down jump-jumpin up and down) [Verse 2: Davey Fisher] See, I could probably rhyme adverbs with adverbs, frequently and easily mad words, Your picking up the word play play till your back hurts, picking up the written the prescription for mad herb, still suburban urban skateboarding through traffic, since back before tupac(k) was packin shows holographic, before the television wasn't tragically graphic, was watching rugrats thinkin they doing bad shit, now we throwing party's whenever our parents leave us, drinking our Bacardi like the alcohol needs us, a message in a bottle that'll somehow relieve us, this for the overachievers and how they perceive us, this is for the people that all hated or doubted, this is for the teachers tried to make me reroute it, this is for the dreamers who all sprouted throughout it, (starts to raise voice) if I'm coming through your speakers homie, let's hear you shout it, [ugh] [Hook: Davey Fisher] went from walking round the town, now people hold us down, people tryna steal the crown, but I be in the air and they be on the ground with a frown, (and they jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down) they be jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down people jumpin up and down jump-jumpin up and down) [Bridge: Davey Fisher] (they jumping up and down they be jumpin up and down they jumpin up and down jump-jumpin up and down, from walking round the town, smoking pounds and pounds, people tryna steal our sound, but now they in the crowd and, they jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down, they jumpin up and down jump-jumpin up and down" [Hook: Davey Fisher] went from walking round the town, now people hold us down, people tryna steal the crown, but I be in the air and they be on the ground with a frown, (and they jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down) went from walking round the town, to smoking pounds and pounds, people tryna steal our sound, but now they in the crowd and (they jumping up and down jump-jumpin up and down they be jumpin up and down jump-jumpin up and down) went from walking round the town, to smoking pounds and pounds, people tryna steal our sound, but now they in the crowd and (they jumping up and down they be jumpin up and down jump-jumpin up and down people jumpin up and down

King Poetic "Get it" Lyrics [Verse 1: King Poetic ] Money is the motive So I'm getting to the paper See A lot of mean mugs And I'm waving to the haters Wit a middle finger to the sky Tell them they could die I don't care bout what they got Only focused on getting mind I want foreign whips And foreign chicks That got a lot of hips Ain't much food up on their diet But meat is on this list U don't catch my drift Then u too young for this So where ur momma at U need to tell her that Smoove nigga said to bring it back And pop it for a nigga wit some goals Cruising on my mission Ain't shit impossible The world is mine My destiny I control Next year I see myself chilling wit some center folds Wit the Heff robe And the best rolled Getting neck bone Cause the kid's check got 0s But until then I'm goin hard or harder Living like there's no tomorrow I ain't no time to waste I need to get it now [Hook: King Poetic ] I'll be chasin money till the day that I die I'm not greedy I just see that bein broke isn't funny I gotta get it (Get It) Even if it kills me I gotta get it (Get It) I'll be chasin money till the day that I die I'm not greedy I just see that bein broke isn't funny I gotta get it (Get It) Even if it kills me I gotta get it (Get It) [Verse 1: G$ ] Going nuts Chasing all this damn money In my cash shoes Cash rules everything round me Include her ass too So why would I wife On my life I won't buy Can't be broke all my life Mr. Fix it nigga watch me get it If I don't get it Who the hell gonna get it I'll be lying Got a team full of lions nigga I see y'all Eddie Murphy wit it I Spying niggas On the loaf for some dej Why u trying nigga? A Big L couldn't help u see the bigger picture Y'all small minded I'm big headed And it's just getting bigger Watch me bounce like my name tigger Y'all look the same and act the same I be feeling differ Pointed me the booth Like it was the shitter Said this ur last shot Turned me to a hitter R. Kells wit the snow I'm a go getter Watch me grow Make a rich man out a poor nigga [Hook: King Poetic ] I'll be chasin money till the day that I die I'm not greedy I just see that bein broke isn't funny I gotta get it (Get It) Even if it kills me I gotta get it (Get It) I'll be chasin money till the day that I die I'm not greedy I just see that bein broke isn't funny I gotta get it (Get It) Even if it kills me I gotta get it (Get It)

Young Mistah "Northstyle" Lyrics [Intro : Young Mistah] Do do do do do doo Do do do do do doo [Hook : Young Mistah] Hell yea I finished school I ain't dumb bitch I'm for that life cuz I love everything it come with Invite u to my side dem Smoove nigga a run shit Fuck your politics my nigga this is not ur country [Verse 1: Young Mistah] Its my side over every side Northside over your side And where I reside U need an appetite Cuz we eating niggas This rapture like This afterlife This Fahrenheit No paradise Just A pair of dice A paradox For a parasite Caught Ray bs For a pair of sights Sick vision Slick wit it Sticky told me stick wit it Keep a whole lot of bitches wit the shits wit us After parties at the crib And ain't a bitch missing His mission Been twisted Been mixing This shit go deep Please let all my niggas free Pray that my niggas get seen Shout out the gang All my shooters on me I'm just running through my city All these mutha fucking bands on All my niggas for it Push them ki's like a piano All my women wit the shits Can't seem to keep they hands off Some bitches make me paranoid Dem gyal I have to plan for There's just some shit I can't stand for Like how we call these women hoes And shame em all for dancing To me there's no romance If it's not in front the camera Rather throw the bands Than pretend to be your man girl I got bodies I got bodies And I won't lie about it No no girl don't lie about it Still fuckin wit u if u honest I am not these other men I ain't in this shit for friends I came in this world alone It don't matter how it ends Momma told me finish school And don't u Impregnate a dumb bitch She know I'm bout that life Cuz I love everything it comes with I'm still throwing dollars On some hoes who don't deserve it I just came to serve my purpose Just to make these niggas nervous Bust it! Bust it! SmooveGod in this bitch Know I came for the bucks Cuz I came wit the hits (Bird man loop) Put the whole city on apartheid Formal invitations to the north side All my bitches wanna party north style Welcome to my city They love what my sound is Smoove niggas only We don't need no stylist The girlfriends call me papi Their men acting childish Say some shit like that He question if the child his City so small Everyone got mileage Smoove book a show My whole city file in I give a girl my number She don't wait to dial it Right after the show Like where the after party Girl u need to come And bring all of that body Leave all your friends behind I got some things in mind Some shit that u never seen Mountains of Hennessy My northern assembly This city resemble me Niggas loyal to me Nigga Bitches loyal to me I still keep my shooters on me nigga [Hook : Young Mistah] Hell yea I finished school I ain't dumb bitch I know the future that those sacrifices come with Invite u to my side Them Smoove niggas run shit I'm for this life cuz I love everything it comes with Smoove gang