Reuben Vincent - Teen Spirit lyrics

[Verse 1] So say word, Ye ain’t never tell no lie All of my boys gon’ shine Hop in and we skrrt, do you wanna come for the ride If you do, best to jump up inside Ain’t nothin’ I’m on, hop in the whip and we roll Birds of a wing fly together Stay to the code, never fold for these foes Shenanigans in the weather It’s whatever, messages from momma ain’t gonna reply Cause she’ll go crazy cause I know she hating upon most of my guys If you look ’em in the face you’ll think that they just boys from the streets But y’all just cray, I look at them and same face from ages of three Turn up the tempo roll up they puff on that indo I don’t but my head out the window I don’t but my head out the window I’m feeling the breeze, this put my mind on ease None of us is safe but baby we all free Ok we youngins, we youngins, we ain’t worried ’bout nothin’ Wait I lied, cause you see that we are dodging and ducking The popo like oh no yeah we know they is coming But it feels so good we like bump it keep it running [Hook] That Nirvana flow, we just vibin’ though Teen spirit bro, watching you know ’bout it though On that Nirvana yo, we just vibin’ though Can ya feel it bro, if ya know ’bout it though That Nirvana flow, we just vibin’ though Teen spirit bro, watching you know ’bout it though On that Nirvana yo, we just vibin’ though Can ya feel it bro, if ya know ’bout it though [Verse 2] Sauced up we dip out Gotta find ways for chips now I’m talking no Lays, that’s green paper Moving on up, no escalators Mask on, no respirator Finna jugg once we locate it Aye reuben is you regulatin’? Nah I ain’t with it so I catch y’all later, cool Drop ’em off and we droppin’ on em Stole the gat that my pop was totin’ Our roles models, that what they promoted Things was hopeless that just provoked it Bumping Future, cops pulled us over Eyes red, 5-0 asked where we going We doomed now, locked in the room now Judge asking why us, why we too wild TV static [Verse 3] They ask us why do we do this, this is just what we used to Poppa footsteps I’m following, mama calling me foolish Mama we need some money, if you don’t make it then who is? Yo I might sell me this work, I might cop me a roofer My bigger bro yea he ruthless and he got him a tooly He pa** me the chronic, it make him loosen his screws and All of my homie, they smoke except my lil bro Reuben But he ain’t that type of dude, he better off doing music Whitey tell me I am better off in environment Better off selling work, I’m better off tryna rob him I’m better off with no work I’m better in imprisonment I’m better off in the dirt, I’m better off not a citizen Take yo black (black) to Africa They want us to be slaves again If I robbing this store Whitey will get his way again I might do the right thing like my name was Spike Lee Or I might lie to your face and rob you for your Nikes I might be gone next year, I gotta live to the fullest Cause either my foes or 5-0 gonna hit me with bullets I fear my life but I know we all gon’ die one day I act like the devil’s child but times at night yo I pray I might be gone next year, I gotta live to the fullest Cause either my foes or 5-0 gonna hit me with bullets I fear my life but I know we all gon’ die one day I act like the devil’s child but times at night yo I pray