YOSHI'S ISLAND ft. Yohan Yemba & Rhomar Jessy Lyrics

I got the ring money

Like, look at the joy that she bring to me

For the honeymoon, don't trip

I'm taking you to the moon like Kid Cudi

I used to mock what people would play on the aux, and I think it's still funny

Smiling to myself, like look at the things that no one can steal from me

Yeah, yeah

No shortage of soul, just time

Shopping and flexing, but you should just rhyme

I'm not impressed

Okay Google, next

Big head, so God leaves a thorn in my flesh

I put my eggs in one basket and hope that it hatch

Come take a look at my stash

If I want a different result, then we shouldn't match

Switch up my plan of attack

Please spend your time, not your cash

Or I know you ain't gonna last

Throw all money and think it'll blast

While I watch your flame becoming an ash

It's funny how winning don't feel like I'm winning

Stay humble

You won't make it far if your God is a feeling

Stay humble

It's more about knowing and less about feeling

Stay humble

It's less about talking and more about hearing

Stay humble

I got the ring money

Like, look at the joy that she bring to me

For the honeymoon, don't trip

I'm taking you to the moon like Kid Cudi

I used to mock what people would play on the aux, and I think it's still funny

Smiling to myself, like look at the things that no one can steal

(Look at the joy)

Yeah

I'm nice for you, not for me

I'm not scared you, you're scared of me

I think things that I don't say

Lord, help me

I need a break for their sake, or I'll break down

I've been dealing with this ache since the playground

And I know I'll pass out, can't lay down

So I don't get rest but I'm paid now

Listen

People think fans are some kind of gift that you get

But no one's entitled to it, I don't need your music

Man, you gotta earn my respect

I don't know what you expected

Self-pity don't flatter you

Screw that petty dumb attitude

Too many lack any gratitude

That was me once, I ain't mad at you

This a crimson cord for the misinformed

How're we still sinning and we've been adorned?

Sin died on a sycamore so I talk less and I listen more

Big hole in my chest, I'm messed up, I need to fill it more

Dreaming of leaving this earth but I've got a whole lot worth living for

Look at the things that no one can steal from me, yeah, yup

Look at the things that no one can steal from me, yeah, yup

(Look at the joy)

Look at the things that no one can steal from me, yeah, yup

(Look at the joy)

If you may have hurt me in the past, man it's cool now

I prefer forgiving than to let me loose my cool now

Jealousy's the energy that we don't reciprocate

Envy and the gossip, all the shh we don't appreciate

Orange puff around me, my hair not two-toned

No longer alone, my wife my cologne

My wife my cologne, oh yeah I smell good

My wife my cologne, oh yeah I smell good

Feel like Mufasa, they lying and preying me

Devil a monster but God sent down angels on me

I saw the pain, now it's pleasure

This game ain't for free

My shorty left-hand ice cold

That Ginóbili on freeze

(I don't need to explain what I wanna do to you)

(That's why I'm gonna end the song this way)

(Let's go)