Felly - 7th King lyrics

"Whats yo, whats yo occupation?"
"Currently unemployed"
"That's alright, most people are"

Hey riding like I'm s'posed to
And everybody knows that you a stranger
I'm on my worst behavior aye, that's o-kay
And momma said don't come home smelling
Like you come from Jamaica
So I'll be home way later
Don't you, worry 'bout me, no nah

Grew up on that old school
Aye now I mix that shit that get me paid up
We major i do this shit on my
Own I'll never take favors, no way
Lord help me if I ever do
She work my nerves and tease my crew
I like it though shorty be so like-a-ble
Check it out, uh on a beat like this
Rolling up a spliff in the parking lot
Never gon' step in that barber shop
And I'mma sip the wet whether
They card or not they won't leave me 'lone
And don't call my phone
I ain't peepin', no
It won't be too long before she turn me on
And my lady wanna ride with me
She ain't feeling used to saying bye to me
No, she was getting used to
Getting high with me take a flight
She be that Lucy in the sky for me
And so I'm

Hey riding like I'm s'posed to and
Everybody knows that you a stranger
I'm on my worst behavior aye, thats o-kay
And momma said don't come home smelling
Like you come from Jamaica
So I'll be home way later
Don't you, worry 'bout me

I'mma be like ooh ooh ooh ooh ohoh
I said ooh ooh ooh ooh OOH
Girl, and she be so fine, she be so fine
She be all on my mind, all on my mind
So I'm riding like I'm s'posed to