Harlem Lyrics

Oh.. oh.

M, Ant M, Ant, M, Ant, M, Ant, M, Ant

I'm confused, I'm confused

Everything arose when I arose

I think I used to

Probably think I'm fucking with her mind

So what if I lose her

Ima have to hurry up and find

Oh, if I choose her

Girl, you know you'll never be her side

Girl, you know you'll never be her side

Girl, you'll never be her side

And when I'm going deep

Shorty say she feel it in her smile

She call me Zadie

And she got me tatted on the thigh

So I improved to some dudes

Now we always catch a vibe

Now we always catch a vibe

It's a vibe in Ohio

Know she a freak

When I creep, I'ma slide it

No, I'm not Michael Phelps

But she love when I dab it

Come with the drink

CPZ got no guidance

When it comes to my boo

It's all money and violence

When our love stay true

She ain't got time for surprise

That thing is so vibe

She understood the assignment

It's hard to run game with little pay as the highest

It's hard to run game with little pay as the highest

Uh, uh

Look, Shorty want a vibe

Shorty want a vibe

Shorty want a vibe

And she came from Harlem, that's a rhyme

Always screaming Harlem on the rise

Got a problem being inside

She got Harlem tatted on her heart

And Zadie on her thighs

She keep money in the bank

She keep money on her mind

You see everything in droves

You see my everything in droves

I confused her

Everything arose when I arrived

She think I used her

Probably think I'm fucking with her

So if I lose her

I'ma have to hurry up and find

Oh, if I choose you

Girl, you know you'll never be aside

Girl, you know you'll never be aside

Girl, you'll never be aside

And when I'm going deep

Shorty say she feel it in her smile

She call me Zadie

And she got me tatted on her thighs

So I improved to some dudes

And we always catching vibes

And we always catching vibes

And we always getting high

And we sex, lose our breath, like

So we gotta, gotta recalibrate our mind

You wanna elevate this vibe

I can make you better

And playing with my D is a sign

Drink a little coke with a cat

It's a fee for the lines

With scratches on my back

Trying to reconstruct my spine

Give her this, give her that

Buy her food, spending time

I take a ride from my bae

Go to Harlem for mine

I take a ride from my bae

Go to Harlem for mine

Uh, uh, look

Shorty wanna vibe

Shorty wanna vibe

Shorty wanna vibe

That shit came from Harlem, that's a ride

Always screaming Harlem on the rise

Got a problem being inside

She got Harlem tatted on her heart

And zaddy on her thighs

She keep money in the bank

She keep money on her mind

You see everything is yours

You see my everything is fine

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