Heems - Carvel lyrics

[Hook: Meyhem Lauren] Carvel everything is marvel x4 [Verse 1: Heems Carvel everything is marvelous People see me shining and they always trying to start some sh** I'm a f**ing problem b**h See me up in Harlem mobbing with a lot of kids Got guap like I won the Lotto kid Got guap, a lot of it That's why they always follow the kid Each one teach one, I teach a lot of kids They poppin' off at the mouth 'til you pop 'em in the mouth On the queue list they know I was the illest album I'm in Corona bumping "My Sharona" Trying to get bread like Tommy Matolla Oh Motorola, all world that know him All foes folding, formed before him Cash that I'm holdin', suits has been spoken Heems needs some focus, Heems is so hopeless [Hook] [Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren] More kicks than armored sneakers shooting the fair one Divine design shine fly rhyme outcla** 'em Sling saliva bare fruits and Godiva right Keep a liver height, broke bread with China white Derelict dialects that special designer type Fly flows, hit Opa Opa for gyros Bag a f**ing package then buy clothes, your welcome If a man can't admit his own faults you can't help him Next scene, peace to my living quarters On the streets looking wavy like you swim in waters Splash, my whole essence is aquatic Move from my past, look back, it ain't forgotten It's new New York in this b**h, n***a we got it You only get as much of the script as we alotted Street olympians and self-medicated measure weight Hard body heavy hitter floating like a featherweight [Hook] [Verse 3: Lakutis] Here comes the fly motherf**er in the hoodie Blacker than what you see when you die motherf**er The cutest on the rise motherf**er Billy Crystal's throwing rocks at your window Looking crazed from the liquor Low pro ever sicker but I felt never better Can't believe I see a man in the mirror Ask the devil in my mind "What the f**'s with the get up?" But I f**s with you, baby By god I'mma show these little b**hes how I die multiply Like a hotstepper, maybe you could do it since you such a mind reader, rottweiler Jump and bite the f**ing throat up out a hater with a gold teether Crown of thorns on the dome I'm a Jesus with the features of a demon Whip a b**h a** so fast Scientists an*lyzing what if I'm a feeder, rob and stealer [Hook] [Verse 4: Ness] RBG raggin' on my snap back Like a scribble on a lap where that cash at She make it rain every time that a** clap Tears drop every time that gat clap She always crying, who, the ambulance Shots fired, everybody out here doing the hammer dance Running man, running man, running man Sh-sh-shooter running down the street with a gun in hand Heard it through the vine it was over a hundred grams Four racks in a McDonalds bag wrapped in rubber bands Now he a wanted man, old west poster Lost in the moment like Tony on the phone with Sosa Life's a rollercoaster, Wild Water Kingdom O.G. said be like water, I be listenin' Rollercoaster, Wild Water Kingdom O.G. said be like water, keep it moving man