Must Be Lyrics

It's Krys Barry

Bruce Chillis on the track yeah

It must be

It must be my looks yeah

Whip be looking good yeah

Young black male and I made it out the hood yeah

It must be my folk them

I be from the GO yeah

I be flying solo told them I be on my own shit yeah

Man I wanna fuck these hoes

Know what? Fuck these hoes

Really wanna get to the bag

Sell out at all my shows

Tryna get my son into college

He only eleven but damn

I ain't finna stress about shit

I visit the medicine man

And I keep my faith in the Bible

Rockstar but I write for the world tour

And it must be the way I do it

Make em wanna hate me more

Those who love me see me on the block

Give me that high five

Trust me when I say I'm everywhere

Something like Wi-Fi

Dutchy full of that Zaza

Pop up on them like Voila

Cock strong in a bad bitch

Till her olive oil no Popeye

Twisted colors like tye dye

Gotta be the way that I catch the wave

Or the way that I'm dropping the mic

When I go in all night and I exit the stage

It must be my looks yeah

Whip be looking good yeah

Young black male and I made it out the hood yeah

It might be my folk them

I be from the GO yeah

I be flying solo told em

I be on my own shit yeah

Man I wanna pop these bottles

Know what fuck these bottles

Really wanna see my family ball

And we all play for Chicago

My mother kick it with politicians

I'm overseas with a new Egyptian

Bumping New Edition if it isn't love

Ride with me through the consequences

Going ape in this monkey business

It be the way I deliver this

Y'all wanna get on my wave get off my rod

Raggedy Richedy America love me like Kennedy

Dark Knight no Heath Ledger

RIP to the BIG with the BAD

Gon' live forever, song I'm spinning like a hundred spokes

Got a hundred notes and a hundred quotes

Hundred women trying to give their opinion

Hundred babies in a hundred throats Throat babies

It must be my accent

Blue wrist no Pac-Man

Level up pimp strong

I don't use no backhand got damn

It must be my looks yeah

Whip be looking good yeah

Young black male and I made it out the hood yeah

It must be my folk them

I be from the GO yeah

I be flying solo told them I be on my own shit yeah

Man I wanna rock this show

Know what rock this show

Hate me or love me I'm up like a rocket

And it ain't no stopping me no

Barry got his head in the clouds

Krys got his heart on the promise

Lot of y'all love my sound

Dynamite flow big shit I talk

Walk in this bitch like who ready to party

Don't got no problems so don't get it started

I'm bustin I promise you that they gonna find you somewhere

In some waters that's probably uncharted you know it

Look at my drip ain't I flowin' I don't know but it must be

Way I grip this mic and make them feel it like they touched me

I'm back like I never left

Heaven on my shoulder the upper left

Feelin' like controller press X

Feeling cock strong like no sex

God let's walk if it's up then it's up

Must be the way that I put it down though

She masturbating to my music

Always in her downloads Barry