The Grei Show - Looking for Something

Out in the fields
Up in my feels
They say love kills
It kills my ills
For I'm young and I'm trill
For the love of the thrills
Touch my coat get a chill
We all gotta face the dollar bill

You can't bank on nobody but your own body oh yea
You can thank no body until you give somebody something
I always got your speakers bumping
U know that's gotta speak for something
Are you looking for something
Out in the gold rush hunting
Out in negril with a blonde thing
A just so we do the damn ting
High grade real top man ting
yuh done know a real yaad man king
Up in the mountains camping
Coulda neva our style dem cramping
Dem play mi song but mi still not ramping
She hear mi sing and har pum pum swamping
Buh dum dum she drop it like a bômb ting
Out in the street and we trampling
Collecting trophies like a champion
2020 beach playing in the sand
When I'm on stage it's like I'm on the stand
I'm just tryna spread my innocence
I'm hope that your hearts may understand
I pray that your souls my comprehend
My prey is The Grei Show in the end
I play with the words like they're in my hands
New brand style and a name brand
Futuristic style outta japan
Brand new streeze try to cop these
Brand new girl and she Japanese
When she see the trees it mek she drop pon knees
She gimme that tropical sea breeze

Ah yea... ah yea

Rolling with the thunder and the breeze
Everything's free no fees
I get so cold I freeze
Below zero degrees
She drop it down like low keys
Living my life low key
Make her sing a couple high keys
High off the island breeze
It's been my pleasure to please yuh
Gotta get the cheddar, the cheese
The butter, you better believe it
Forever I'll get it, i need it
Trying no to get too greedy
No bodda try get it too speedy
Tek it easy, tek it easy
Do it like '07 weezy
Up in my feels, can you feel me?
Up the hills, can you see me?
I know you see that you can't be me
Put a bonfire on a cd
Spin it like virtual DJ
Virtually reality, pree me
She have something weh she waan gimmi gimmi
She seh some a fimmi
She just waan swing it pon a bingy
And put it pon the nyahbinghi

Ah yea... ah yea

Written by:
Gamel Reid

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