Lyrics Ritual - Jehry Robinson, Joey Cool

Ritual

Yeah
I feel good
Let’s just all try to feel good
New York
Yeah
FBA
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Too many rainy days
Got me feelin' many ways
They say a penny saved is a dollar earned
They’ve gotta learn the hard way around my way sometimes…
That’s gon' take some time
Man I ain’t gon' lie
So I apologize for monetizing my pain
On account in my brain
For whomever this pertains to
Please never refrain
From investing in the messages that replicate your ways
As money comes with the praise
The sun gon' come with the shade
I’m cuddled up with the blade
There’s nothing to catch the fade
They puppets so nothing changed
And stuck 'em up on some stages
A platform and a mic, but still got nothing to say
I’ve been waiting my whole life and never faded away
So I’ma spread the love, feel the love don’t hate me
Gotta keep it hot for the block no AC
Gotta make that bread in the shot no bakery, baby
Ooh child, when you smile the world sings
I’ve been saving all my change
Just so they can call my name
Booty bangin' baby they gon' put you in a hall of fame
All I aim for in life is my dreams
I know shit ain’t what it seems
I know life ain’t but a dream
But one day I’ll be the king (Uh)
We embrace the beauty of it
Truly loving what we do
On a day to day basis
It’s as if we coexist
But sometimes we bound to slip
Off the course, of course I’m a boss
We entrepreneurs
So I’ma spread the love, feel the love don’t hate me
Gotta keep it hot for the block no AC (Yeah)
Gotta make that bread in the shot no bakery, baby (Yeah)
Ooh child, when you smile the world sings (Woo, I got to sing)
Coolie Baby unruly baby, I’m being honest
I did not get this polished nigga from being modest
They see a veteran tease it, easily be astonished
We go repeatedly undefeated we been about it
Ask about the nigga who spits ridiculous shit
I’m finna fuckin' flip a switch
I be bussin' I’m sick of shit
Everything I’m touchin' discuss it
I love it, I’m in this bitch
Nigga this big loving is nothing, I’m huffing
They say Coolie acting all stuck up
Nigga what’s up
I’ma grind out
I don’t trust luck
Let me find out
What you dumb fucks
Try’na blindside
We gon' rush up
Got me fucked up
On the hush hush
Ain’t no gimmicks here
Niggas just bust
Shut the fuck up
They ain’t touched us
This what started nigga we was young once
So I’ma spread the love, feel the love don’t hate me
Gotta keep it hot for the block no AC
Gotta make that bread in the shot no bakery, baby
Ooh child, when you smile the world sings
Haha
Yeah
Uh huh
So that''s just how to feel good
New York