Urban Rodeo

Lyrics

I get all up on the beat ya Cortez all up on my feet ya I don't want none of that weak shit no more, get that outta here, lets start this again Call this urban rodeo, I'm cooking beats like its roast city Walking through the streets I'm all alone like this place was a ghost city I got no one else but myself now, I ain't playing with none of y'all Coming round with that fake shit you know by now I shun it all Like step step, now you ain't getting away, I only care if you're getting me paid I needa get myself down to the bay, you getting clocked if I end up delayed I'm bound to swerve if you drivе in my way, shoot at your crib like this shit was a raid Run on inside just to get witchya baе, boy she told me that you been being played yea Yo some people were saying all I do is lofi All I do is boom bap, all I do is that old school Y'know, tired old style they said Oh you always emotional, y'know Lemme show em a little something different Let's get back in this put the beat back on, ay Sorry not sorry like Tiller, yea, GTR whip like Godzilla, yea Your shit ain't making Spinrilla, even tho you wanna claim that you triller Sold you a beat, but alone it sound realer, I'm making money just like a drug dealer Then fly to Japan just to hang with a skrippa, them yakuza homies they think I'm a killer, yea I'm moving smooth like katana, your girlfriend is just like Cortana, shawty ain't real and I know you a goner I might just fly all the way on out to Ghana, and make sure my shawty is looking like Lana Thinking that you hot cuz you got a cosign, get up off my block if you ain't gon buy Boy you ain't allowed around me or mine, try to fuck with me that ain't gon fly Yeah this part 2 you heard? I told y'all it was gonna be different, I don't wanna hear nobody complaining about it You get whatchu ask for [RE]FORM 2017 we out here New York