Luv Juke by Vee Miyagi Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They say you're here for a season
I'll make it last a hundred Summers
We piss off the Winter
I’m wit my hoodlums running numbers
Here on this planet, you got some options, you can take 'em
But I don’t do options
I see your rules and I say fuck 'em
We just get the dough, 'cause nothing's sweet
Switch the flow
And just when you get comfortable, I’m off the leash
I was told, don’t ever sleep
In the 'Go, they running pick and rolls
But I’m just picking teeth
Feasting, by any means
That means that even when it ain’t easy, I’m a beast
At the least, I’m a God
On this tar I create
I learned that times will be hard
They don’t want you to be great
They want your chick to be popped
They hope your jewellery fake
Just know that I’m bout to pop
And I don’t leave it to fate
'Cause I get up and go get it
This perseverance
Deliver for all my promises, momma
Since we was copping them Iversons, with no laces
This twist of fate got me lacing these novices
You was praying I make something out myself, and I got you
Let's go
[Hook]
When you hear this song, you know it’s on baby girl
When you hear this song you know it’s on
When you hear this song, you know it’s on baby girl
When you hear this song you know it’s on
Imma work hard, buy you anything you want
They can tear the house down, but they’ll never break the home
Imma go get it, bring it my back to my zone
Hold it down while I’m gone
When I’m back, know it’s on
[Verse 2]
Why they all in they feelings?
Ironically I don't feel 'em
The prophecy said I’m iller
Killin what you made, just make a killing
Could make peace with 'em
Trying to build with 'em, but they just bill us
From the West Side down to the South Side, we some Go-rillas
I'm just tryina get it 'for they run out
'Member when they kicked it with the guns out?
Now a nigga spit it 'till his lungs out
At the mall, spending 'till the funds out
Bad Religion, we ain’t live in Run's House
We was told, "police come, run out"
Shit my momma didn't know nothing about
But my lady, you was right to have no doubts
'Cause I'm a king
And building Rome within a day is nothing to us
Rappers got this ego, I stick needles in their hot balloon
Hope all that gas, will get yo ass up to the destination sooner
I’m just traveling like 'Bron, cause I Rose up from all the Bullshit
Now we shining like the lunar, from where they would rather shoot us
Dreaming big, and hope it all work out like Zumba
I'm Akuma
Fought the streets, my cuzzo could've seen me sooner
But instead he see me shining, I’m grinding
It’s all for you
And I got you..
They say you're here for a season
I'll make it last a hundred Summers
We piss off the Winter
I’m wit my hoodlums running numbers
Here on this planet, you got some options, you can take 'em
But I don’t do options
I see your rules and I say fuck 'em
We just get the dough, 'cause nothing's sweet
Switch the flow
And just when you get comfortable, I’m off the leash
I was told, don’t ever sleep
In the 'Go, they running pick and rolls
But I’m just picking teeth
Feasting, by any means
That means that even when it ain’t easy, I’m a beast
At the least, I’m a God
On this tar I create
I learned that times will be hard
They don’t want you to be great
They want your chick to be popped
They hope your jewellery fake
Just know that I’m bout to pop
And I don’t leave it to fate
'Cause I get up and go get it
This perseverance
Deliver for all my promises, momma
Since we was copping them Iversons, with no laces
This twist of fate got me lacing these novices
You was praying I make something out myself, and I got you
Let's go
[Hook]
When you hear this song, you know it’s on baby girl
When you hear this song you know it’s on
When you hear this song, you know it’s on baby girl
When you hear this song you know it’s on
Imma work hard, buy you anything you want
They can tear the house down, but they’ll never break the home
Imma go get it, bring it my back to my zone
Hold it down while I’m gone
When I’m back, know it’s on
[Verse 2]
Why they all in they feelings?
Ironically I don't feel 'em
The prophecy said I’m iller
Killin what you made, just make a killing
Could make peace with 'em
Trying to build with 'em, but they just bill us
From the West Side down to the South Side, we some Go-rillas
I'm just tryina get it 'for they run out
'Member when they kicked it with the guns out?
Now a nigga spit it 'till his lungs out
At the mall, spending 'till the funds out
Bad Religion, we ain’t live in Run's House
We was told, "police come, run out"
Shit my momma didn't know nothing about
But my lady, you was right to have no doubts
'Cause I'm a king
And building Rome within a day is nothing to us
Rappers got this ego, I stick needles in their hot balloon
Hope all that gas, will get yo ass up to the destination sooner
I’m just traveling like 'Bron, cause I Rose up from all the Bullshit
Now we shining like the lunar, from where they would rather shoot us
Dreaming big, and hope it all work out like Zumba
I'm Akuma
Fought the streets, my cuzzo could've seen me sooner
But instead he see me shining, I’m grinding
It’s all for you
And I got you..