Ray Gamma XP - Pharaoh Gamma (feat. Tiffany)

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

Written by:
Julius Erwin

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