Jet 2 - Shoemaker lyrics

[Hook] Said we all in the circle, I'm shoemaker Way too loose to chase ya..way too tied to lace ya Stuck to choosin' paper like eenie meenie mynie moe Said we all in the circle, I'm shoemaker Better freeze 'fo (before) you get tagged like tasers 'Cuz we are what our mind made us Bet I catch that tiger by it's toe [Verse 1] Young toy soldier can't push this boy over A kid of my caliber won't break; Toyotas I hold on to the green like a lil' toy Yoda All up in ya drink like boba, this is Pinkberry If my city was built on top of pyramids would it be a Eye on top that sees that I'm a lyricist would it see a Kid that was hurt, which I used to be Couldn't get the girls But... now they're all crazy in the mood for me It's my world inside the body that I'm livin' in If you the sh**, you sittin' in the potty that I'm sh**tin in Picture it then flikr it, then red twister it, licorice Women that turned me down get hit with the rocket like a missile hit People that said I couldn't get it, give it Victory inside of the society that we live in I love naked women, so let's redifine sinnin' The graph is automatic, so it'll be like I'm signin' it No time limit for my flyness'.. Flying to the terminal... They just fed me lies, I find the answers inside of him Pineapple express around the homies, maybe I H.O.C Then put all of my negative thoughts on an island I..figure it's a miracle how I make these syllables Turn into a philosophical musical view for you... I make my dreams come true when I'm bored n***a this is life now...not what you used to do [Hook] [Verse 2] Live and live is a double standard I'll be live while I'm livin' and the Crew I grew up with gon' have millions in duffle bags And bank accounts...Chase with it in great amounts And rubber bands... Zeros that say infinity way too much that we can't take em out Uhh..What yo life bout, I play around Oh Jesus thank you, I'll be stackin' bricks paper style All courtesy of what the pain is now So I ain't lettin' the struggle weigh me down That's simply what made me bilau Anger in my heart, I convert it to joy.. Bad pretty women, a perfect decoy... Hit it, I'm a young Floyd... Funny how I figured how to get it, though I'm timid... I guess there's a soldier in this young boy Called a grown man, own my own land called a runway Bussin' on the models on it, you can call that gunplay Everyday I see the sun, I just call it Sunday Pretty women non-dress and...this is runday [Hook 2x] [Outro]