Mr. Rivera Ryan Lyrics

Yo, pick up the pen again

I’m stumblin and tumblin

Hold up I think that I’m trippin

Homie I see what you sippin

Mr. Rivera Ryan mister I think you’re lying

Could you just tell me the truth

I’m feeling somewhat abused

You’re looking way more confused

Than you did a year ago

I’m feelin way more in tune

Than I did a week ago

Alter ego the best of me we both know

The worst of me for the show

The both of us just might grow

Okay mister make your mind up

It’s ticking almost time up

Yes no maybe or kind of

You’re killing me and I don’t know

What to say what to feel or how to talk to you

I know that you wanna change

And I hope yes I hope you do

Okay mister make your mind up

It’s ticking almost time up

Yes no maybe or kind of

You’re killing me and I don’t know

What to say what to feel or how to talk to you

I know that you wanna change

And I hope yes I hope you do

Mister you’re the third of three

You want your own family tree

That’s why you added the Ryan

And I can see you’re not lying

You only wanna do better way

Better than your predecessor so

You go by a different name but it’s the same

Hoping that it can heal the pain but who’s to blame

For everything that you did back when it wasn’t your name

Power pussy and fame is that all you wanna gain

You’ve made a dollar fifty nine but that’s a start so don’t complain

I’m getting older feelin grown up now

I got big dreams and ima make it somehow

Good self esteem Ima make my momma proud

It’s a dollar and a dream

Fuck a promise this a vow

Pick up the pen again

I’m stumblin and tumblin

Hold up I think that I’m trippin

Homie I see what you sippin

Mr. Rivera Ryan mister I think you’re lying

Could you just tell me the truth

I’m feeling somewhat abused

You’re looking way more confused

Than you did a year ago

I’m feeling way more in tune

Than I did a week ago

Alter ego the best of me we both know

The worst of me for the show

The both of us just might grow

Okay mister make your mind up

It’s ticking almost time up

Yes no maybe or kind of

You’re killing me and I don’t know

What to say what to feel or how to talk to you

I know that you wanna change

And I hope yes I hope you do

Okay mister make your mind up

It’s ticking almost time up

Yes no maybe or kind of

You’re killing me and I don’t know

What to say what to feel or how to talk to you

I know that you wanna change

And I hope yes I hope you do

Don’t get it twisted, DR

you’ve been convicted

Of carelessly not giving

A fuck, since a young kid

Subconscious thought were

shit outta luck, puberty hit

You stretched and now you know

you can fuck who woulda guessed it

It always was the music

All alone on the buss

I know that I can do it on

My own thanks to Russ

Don’t need a bitch I need a

Wifey but I’ll do it on my own

And I thought that she had found me

But she lied right through the phone

I won’t pick up right now, and don’t

Begin to call me when you see me in town

At the Grammys with the homies

Cause I’m taking the crown

They already think they know

Me when they see me around

I’m getting older feelin grown up now

I got big dreams and ima make it somehow

Good self esteem Ima make my momma proud

It’s a dollar and a dream

Fuck a promise this a vow