Lyrics Jerseys N Sneaks - MZ Boom Bap, Ryler Smith

Jerseys N Sneaks

The grimy gravy playa
Who cut yo cream like sabre
Rock it on, young partner
You got your thang made up
Jump the pond when I settle freight
You man for this, heavy weight
Los Angeles, Zurich advance then elevate
We meditate with the buddha
The universe’ll school us
Inevitable things will happen
And much shit’ll purse us
I purge the sewers and navigate
My urge to do this shit
Is straight savage
Bust the pipe thru the barrage
Wait.
the advocate
Who lay the damage
Still shabby, man up respect
Step the fuck up or get off my deck
I get wiggy when jiggy flava come on
In the 17
Züri bright nights
Until the morn
Yo it’s on
Don’t do it for the pennies
The pearlies, the boss pen
Don’t do it for the Remy
The Bentleys, the saucing
We do this for the city, the family
So put yo hands up if you rock with me
(Hoooo)
The merry go round
We get it on with the flava
(YES US)
The major still stunting
On these niggas I got heat
My pop’s teached me as shorty all is not gon be
At god’s speed
We moving swiftly with no shadow
Feel blessed
The light that shine through me like a pharaoh
Unravel
The iller lit poet they call illiterate
I feel no breath when MZ
Hit the beat I go on wreck
I’m blessed
And much love to my people
Niggas hating on me
Cause I speak the truth they seek though
Don’t do it for the pennies
The pearlies, the boss pen
Don’t do it for the Remy
The Bentleys, the saucing
We do this for the city, the family
So put yo hands up if you rock with me
The raunchy funk lieutenant
Who keep it independent
Intended, many careers
Of rappers I have ended
They call it splendid when I hit the mic
For my fam been ever with me
Ever since I had my sights
That’s Züri to the death of me
Yea, period
Music be the therapy
Charge the energy inside yo spirit
Im fading thru smoke all the sess
Make fruits, stay proof of the best
Take a nation to a new level yes
No peril for my friends
(ALL ROUND)
We put it on in the 17 it all goes down
Crept on it yet they still don’t know my cursor
Not the fame, not the money
Only do it for the culture
Don’t do it for the pennies
The pearlies, the boss pen
Don’t do it for the Remy
The Bentleys, the saucing
We do this for the city, the family
So put yo hands up if you rock with me
Hah!
this for my people
Everybody know how it go
Yea we in it and we do it like this
Thru the 17−18
You know the motto
Spread love be message now
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