Get some food then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me, she ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid never still shay-tan want catch me peak cos he never will
Runaway dreams so I'm chasin
F*cked up the game I done hopped off the slaveship
Now I'm really that dude some dudes really risk their life for a track suit that's cool do you.
Shouldn't be pissed if the shoe doesn't fit
But it did so, now it's kinda awks for the kid
I've had enough of your shit pass the aux to the kid
I double s e baby
Nah this game can't change me
4th of the 4th I'm a Aries
How you fear death when your life been scary huh?
Nah this life fair g
Mr take your wifey if she near me
Mr catch a body if you dear me, dear me
F*ck you pay me
Congolese born I'm a Zaire baby
And I'm repping till the end
Busy with the mrs or my friends
If you really tryna see me bell the line and cop a benz
Then I'm the there 10 toes pon road to your ends
Get p give bud quick spud then I'm out cos that phone gone ring again
Money be the remedy
Burning all my bridges leave you drowning in your jealousy
Not wasting my energy
Sauce come straight from the dome I ain't reading from no recipe
So recognise my talent
Jugging and finessing it's a balance
Comfy under pressure you can never see me panic
I was born for this game
She ain't mad that I left she just glad that she came
Cos my sauce ain't the same as you lames
But you already know tho
Only ever bang for the bros I ain't beefing over postcodes
Really tryna claim that you cold then I'm frozone
Bitch I'm in a own zone
Link bro with a O now we higher then the Ozone
Always on the move only stop when I pose for a photo
Everyman has to eat thats the brocode, thats the brocode
I heard a Phoenix burn before she rise
Same way that my zoot finna burn before I'm high
I'm tired of being a nice guy
F*ck it I'm a bully now
Mr steal your wifey and believe me I ain't pulling out
Ey yo they asking, Isse what you talking bout
Who those metaphors about
Trust me I ain't talking g
I let my actions talk for me
Certain man just run their mouth
Acting for the audience, certain man should take a bow
I play a beat, spark a zoot and think aloud
I start speak the things I think about
And eventually some inspiration comes to me
Crazy words and melodies
Press record and now I'm cooking up some sauce
Coming straight from my thoughts, I'm not reading from no recipe
Huh, I'm not reading for no recipe
Heard the road to hell is paved with good intentions
F*ck a good intention
I'm to broke to pay attention
Always late to class, I had no time to learn my lesson
But music taught me how to use my words instead of weapons
Treasure in disaster
Figure out my karma
Tryna be a black man in a White House
Talking uncle Phil not Obama
Sorry that we late, we were marrying Juana
I ain't begging for attention, you can holla if you wanna
Hope you get the message cos I sent it
Told you that I'm ready and I mean it
I ain't playing with you clowns let me end it
I'm coming for your neck, not your friendship
Bitch I'm coming for your neck, not your friendship
Get some food
Then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me
She ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid, never still
Shay-tan want catch me
Peak cos he never will
Get some food
Then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me
She ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid, never still
Shay-tan want catch me
Peak cos he never will
Isse Baby - Runaway Dreams Lyrics
Isse Baby - Runaway Dreams Lyrics
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Get some food then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me, she ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid never still shay-tan want catch me peak cos he never will
Runaway dreams so I'm chasin
F*cked up the game I done hopped off the slaveship
Now I'm really that dude some dudes really risk their life for a track suit that's cool do you.
Shouldn't be pissed if the shoe doesn't fit
But it did so, now it's kinda awks for the kid
I've had enough of your shit pass the aux to the kid
I double s e baby
Nah this game can't change me
4th of the 4th I'm a Aries
How you fear death when your life been scary huh?
Nah this life fair g
Mr take your wifey if she near me
Mr catch a body if you dear me, dear me
F*ck you pay me
Congolese born I'm a Zaire baby
And I'm repping till the end
Busy with the mrs or my friends
If you really tryna see me bell the line and cop a benz
Then I'm the there 10 toes pon road to your ends
Get p give bud quick spud then I'm out cos that phone gone ring again
Money be the remedy
Burning all my bridges leave you drowning in your jealousy
Not wasting my energy
Sauce come straight from the dome I ain't reading from no recipe
So recognise my talent
Jugging and finessing it's a balance
Comfy under pressure you can never see me panic
I was born for this game
She ain't mad that I left she just glad that she came
Cos my sauce ain't the same as you lames
But you already know tho
Only ever bang for the bros I ain't beefing over postcodes
Really tryna claim that you cold then I'm frozone
Bitch I'm in a own zone
Link bro with a O now we higher then the Ozone
Always on the move only stop when I pose for a photo
Everyman has to eat thats the brocode, thats the brocode
I heard a Phoenix burn before she rise
Same way that my zoot finna burn before I'm high
I'm tired of being a nice guy
F*ck it I'm a bully now
Mr steal your wifey and believe me I ain't pulling out
Ey yo they asking, Isse what you talking bout
Who those metaphors about
Trust me I ain't talking g
I let my actions talk for me
Certain man just run their mouth
Acting for the audience, certain man should take a bow
I play a beat, spark a zoot and think aloud
I start speak the things I think about
And eventually some inspiration comes to me
Crazy words and melodies
Press record and now I'm cooking up some sauce
Coming straight from my thoughts, I'm not reading from no recipe
Huh, I'm not reading for no recipe
Heard the road to hell is paved with good intentions
F*ck a good intention
I'm to broke to pay attention
Always late to class, I had no time to learn my lesson
But music taught me how to use my words instead of weapons
Treasure in disaster
Figure out my karma
Tryna be a black man in a White House
Talking uncle Phil not Obama
Sorry that we late, we were marrying Juana
I ain't begging for attention, you can holla if you wanna
Hope you get the message cos I sent it
Told you that I'm ready and I mean it
I ain't playing with you clowns let me end it
I'm coming for your neck, not your friendship
Bitch I'm coming for your neck, not your friendship
Get some food
Then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me
She ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid, never still
Shay-tan want catch me
Peak cos he never will
Get some food
Then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me
She ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid, never still
Shay-tan want catch me
Peak cos he never will
She with me, she ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid never still shay-tan want catch me peak cos he never will
Runaway dreams so I'm chasin
F*cked up the game I done hopped off the slaveship
Now I'm really that dude some dudes really risk their life for a track suit that's cool do you.
Shouldn't be pissed if the shoe doesn't fit
But it did so, now it's kinda awks for the kid
I've had enough of your shit pass the aux to the kid
I double s e baby
Nah this game can't change me
4th of the 4th I'm a Aries
How you fear death when your life been scary huh?
Nah this life fair g
Mr take your wifey if she near me
Mr catch a body if you dear me, dear me
F*ck you pay me
Congolese born I'm a Zaire baby
And I'm repping till the end
Busy with the mrs or my friends
If you really tryna see me bell the line and cop a benz
Then I'm the there 10 toes pon road to your ends
Get p give bud quick spud then I'm out cos that phone gone ring again
Money be the remedy
Burning all my bridges leave you drowning in your jealousy
Not wasting my energy
Sauce come straight from the dome I ain't reading from no recipe
So recognise my talent
Jugging and finessing it's a balance
Comfy under pressure you can never see me panic
I was born for this game
She ain't mad that I left she just glad that she came
Cos my sauce ain't the same as you lames
But you already know tho
Only ever bang for the bros I ain't beefing over postcodes
Really tryna claim that you cold then I'm frozone
Bitch I'm in a own zone
Link bro with a O now we higher then the Ozone
Always on the move only stop when I pose for a photo
Everyman has to eat thats the brocode, thats the brocode
I heard a Phoenix burn before she rise
Same way that my zoot finna burn before I'm high
I'm tired of being a nice guy
F*ck it I'm a bully now
Mr steal your wifey and believe me I ain't pulling out
Ey yo they asking, Isse what you talking bout
Who those metaphors about
Trust me I ain't talking g
I let my actions talk for me
Certain man just run their mouth
Acting for the audience, certain man should take a bow
I play a beat, spark a zoot and think aloud
I start speak the things I think about
And eventually some inspiration comes to me
Crazy words and melodies
Press record and now I'm cooking up some sauce
Coming straight from my thoughts, I'm not reading from no recipe
Huh, I'm not reading for no recipe
Heard the road to hell is paved with good intentions
F*ck a good intention
I'm to broke to pay attention
Always late to class, I had no time to learn my lesson
But music taught me how to use my words instead of weapons
Treasure in disaster
Figure out my karma
Tryna be a black man in a White House
Talking uncle Phil not Obama
Sorry that we late, we were marrying Juana
I ain't begging for attention, you can holla if you wanna
Hope you get the message cos I sent it
Told you that I'm ready and I mean it
I ain't playing with you clowns let me end it
I'm coming for your neck, not your friendship
Bitch I'm coming for your neck, not your friendship
Get some food
Then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me
She ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid, never still
Shay-tan want catch me
Peak cos he never will
Get some food
Then we loving to some Lauryn Hill
She with me
She ain't feeling how you make her feel
Busy kid, never still
Shay-tan want catch me
Peak cos he never will
Writer: David Issekya
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid