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Young Mistah - Northside
02:39
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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
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Davey Fisher - Nowadaze
03:03
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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
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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)
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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
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