Stephen Route - #Mr.Rivers (feat. 88 Marksmen) Lyrics

Yeah
I'm back with some friends
Let's get it
I'm a leader so I give them they praise
Calling me a boss, want me give them a raise
Me and Bugsy put it all on the page
Then go back and reminisce about those days
When the boy had braids and the bills were paid
And my nana had me shining so I don't know shade
24 years later and things done changed
Now I social distance from the family tree
So please stop comparing, me as a parent
You sound like a Karen, judging eyes is staring
All about me so I guess I'm never sharing
Still I got a heart but I'm looking more careless
Looking in the mirror and I'm glaring at my spirit
I gotta keep cooking cause I'm hotter than a skillet
I got thick skin so think you can't peel it
Got a lot of scabs, don't know how to heal it
Can you feel it?
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Yo, Mr. Rivers
Overheard my son in passing with some pimp line
Laughing through the nature of asking if you could do this I'm
In love with your mother, she always been mine
Hugging, yeah I'm in love with the world and every bitch mine
As long as a pen is sharp and ink's fine
Then I could harbor any melody to twist vines
Snatch a thick dime, McLean is spitting sick rhymes
Six times ahead of whoever, what you think I'm?
Still in position, of course I'm making ribs, grind
Feet throwing way over my shoulders when I mix lines
The models get yours cause I'ma get mines
Vet times, I used to crack a 49 sip wine
Barely broke, if I do then it's just a snifter
I snifter, from a mosh lot, I never hit her
She just bitter cause I skipped her, I missed her
Days when the plates cheaper, nights sway bleaker
I used to smile from a crank speaking gang divas
Writing for my man laughing cause I ain't peeper
Huh?
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Yo, Mr. Rivers
Yo, Learn from the wisest ones
Don't ever think never and which ever our time is done
We gotta think better then bring pressure then diamonds come
Cut from the fabric, of the livest ones
Motivates the minds of ones
No time for settling
Stab all the iron, be careful who you meddle with
These raps try to tie you in, uh
Four step talk, when Enoch Chapman glides his bronze
Iron him hard, we hustling like Aizen
Seeing out the finest lens
Continuous no limits, still the flinchest, all the vibe there
Ain't dying every time you win, so
No soul, no soul, no tone, no pole
You gotta watch friends become foes in seconds or so
That's why you gotta gain leverage
Hustle and never second guess
You gotta team, represent
Gotta dream, step by step
Never mind the haters vibe
They can get Etch A Sketch
Rolling with the greatest kind
The world soon gonna rep us back
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Mr. Rivers, can we talk to ya? huh
Yo, Mr. Rivers