YEAH ft. WesLi D & Romario Keen Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Said I got that

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah

You can feel it in the air, air, air, air, air, air

And I'ma make it I, swear, swear, swear, swear

We ain't like them over there, over there, yeah

I said I'm sitting in the stew, man I'm cooking up that brew

We got the vibes and the mood, zoogang, it's what we do

I got that serious vibration, yeah Make them feel elation

Look good when we're stepping on the pavement, yeah

Every time, fuck a racist I don't care about colours or faces

If you like good music, you gon' play this Man, they are so brainless

Thinking that I owe them favours Nah, I never ever was the favourite, yeah

But now I'm floating in a spaceship, yeah Think smart, then get papers

Get money, then make changes, yeah I really shock them like a taser, uh

I got the power like a ranger Oi, Wesley, we gon' be famous

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah

You can feel it in the air, air, air, air, air

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah

I'ma make it, I swear, swear, swear, swear, swear

We ain't like them over there, over there, yeah

ZG, yeah, they wanna know what's good, uh-huh In the zoo, yeah, we used to getting looks, uh-huh

Who you be? Dummy, should be hitting books, uh-huh

Making moves, never sideways like a rook, uh-huh

Get respect, uh, never waste a set, ting set, uh, bet

Individuality, I rep, I'm a jet, taking off, I let go

Pop it off, yeah, let it blow

Get money, if the fame, come then fuck it, been around the same

Dargs have been around since a puppy, yeah

Said she love me she nah feel nothing lovely yet

All over my woman, keep it pushing

Management already know we gon' make millions from these bookings

Legends on the track, you could play this at your wedding, let them

See how we stepping up, rap, heat to the chemists

See you at your place, that proves peace made against me

We ain't like them over there, we ain't no deadbeat In my own lane, could be driving down the same street

Shadowing the brakes, maintaining the same speed

Lately, seen the true colors in the shady

My girl tryna parallel park in a Mercedes, it's all love

People at Mercedes love us, tryna cop a coupe without a roof for the summer

I'm riding my 400, my mind's still unbatten We don't post moves, we ain't really into snapping

Unless it's on the beat JBC , we know what's gon' happen

While mob drop the project, you should go check out the album

Said I got that Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You gon' feel it in the air, air, air, air

And I'ma make it, I swear, yeah, yeah, yeah

We ain't like them over there, over there