song by Jay Prince
Yoko lyrics

They do this for the music
But the music chops
It's for the mental, fundamental
Gotta reach for soul
Bitch ass pussy, bumping niggas
Pulling pistols out they pockets
Welcome to the hood, I told you that we taking off
I break bread with the people that stay blessed
Only fine if it makes them
It's only right that I take left
Only time that I make this
It's at night when you're sleeping
Got ??? to the evening
Let me speak, let me preach this
From disturbance past to driving a mock
Same person that say that you go
You won't make if you try to reverse
It's the world that we live in, this ain't enough
Stop until like you flipping, they want this earth
And you deserve to be something on this earth
About time I started calling the shots
The sideline, that's to point you and drop
Conjure the high life, yeah, that's plenty in stock
And yeah we be got it driving, just a couple of blocks
Just a couple of rocks
Young kid looking up to the work
Plucked up a top shotter 'cause the side what they stock
And sometimes that's just who that they got
And sometimes it gets kinda hard
Whether it's summer or not
Whether you like it or not
We just rise to the top
And sometimes that's just who that they got
And sometimes it gets kinda hard
Whether it's summer or not
Whether you like it or not
We just rise to the top

Sometimes, sometimes
We just do it how we know
Sometimes, sometimes
We just do it how we know
Sometimes, sometimes
We just do it how we know
Sometimes, sometimes
We just do it how we know
Know, know
We just do it how we know
Know, know
We just do it how we
Know, know, know
We just do it how we know