Pharaoh Gamma ft. Tiffany Lyrics

Pull up and we hop out, boy you think we was Jamaicans

How the goal get crossed out what you thought you was gon' take it

If you ain't checking out, listening to Ray Gamma, don't have me ask why not

Pull up and we hop out, boy you think we was Jamaicans

How the goal get crossed out what you thought you was gon' take it

Mess around and get knocked out, disrespect not tolerated

Over here boy we call shots, I doubt that you can drink it

So you can get up outta here with all that hogwash

Or get embarrassed in front your friends, talking dog walk

Not an instigator, but if you push me, I show you why revenge

Is the sweetest joy, next to pussy

I'm feeling good today, I'm feeling good today

I don't want smoke unless it's hemp, I woke up like yes I'm him

Wash my face and clean my skin, looked in the mirror and checked again

I'm so suave yet confident, the misinformed sayarrogance

I'm so proud, ain't one of them. I'm so proud I'm on my

Air Max on my feet, polo boxers and some sweatpants

I don't wear designer, I design what I dress in

Furious styles to intruders that may break in

It ain't safe out in these streets, you better use them sidewalks

Sipping on Marketside lemonade out the Walmart

Comparing you to me is like Ferrari to a golf cart

Journey men to all-stars, yeah we both off in the league

But tell me who gon' pick you over me when they want one

Nobody, nobody, nobody

And I'm feeling good today, and I'm feeling good today

Feeling good today, cause I am