Yae Yadir - It's Prime Day Lyrics

Lyrics It's Prime Day - Yae Yadir




Yung Naamy on the track, you can't stop me
Run all up in yo house, you can't find me
Got the beats, got the flow, yeah, I'm lively
Turn the speakers up, we gettin' rowdy
Ridin' in the Phantom, movin' swiftly
Catch me in the shadows, where it's risky
Can't trace my steps, too shifty
Always on the grind, pockets never empty
Got that fire in my soul, I'm a beast, bro
Spittin' heat, every bar like a free throw
Never backin' down, I'm in beast mode
Yung Naamy, take the game, that's the cheat code
Feelin' invincible, I'm untouchable
Stackin' up the wins, yeah, it's comfortable
You can try, but you ain't comparable
Yung Naamy in the game, unforgettable
Yung Naamy on the track, you can't stop me
Run all up in yo house, you can't find me
Got the beats, got the flow, yeah, I'm lively
Turn the speakers up, we gettin' rowdy
In the booth, I be cookin' up that magic
Lyrics so sharp, cut deep, it's tragic
On another level, yeah, I'm spastic
Got the crowd jumpin', it's fantastic
You can't touch this, I'm untouchable
Flippin' words, flippin' rhymes, it's adjustable
Stayin' on my grind, never comfortable
Yung Naamy in the house, unforgettable
My hustle so tight, it's undeniable
Breakin' all the rules, yeah, defiable
Blowin' up the scene, yeah, I'm liable
To take over the game, it's reliable
Stackin' up my paper, countin' every dime
Always stayin' real, every single rhyme
Got the vision clear, yeah, I'm in my prime
Yung Naamy on the rise, it's my time to shine
Feelin' invincible, I'm untouchable
Stackin' up the wins, yeah, it's comfortable
You can try, but you ain't comparable
Yung Naamy in the game, unforgettable
Yung Naamy on the track, you can't stop me
Run all up in yo house, you can't find me
Got the beats, got the flow, yeah, I'm lively
Turn the speakers up, we gettin' rowdy
Watch me rise, watch me soar, never slowin' down
King of the streets, yeah, I'm takin' the crown
From the underground, now we all around
Yung Naamy, make the world hear the sound
Ain't no limit to my grind, I'm relentless
Pushin' past the pain, yeah, I'm endless
Every step I take, leave 'em breathless
Yung Naamy, at the top, yeah, I'm senseless
Catch me if you can, but I'm ghostin'
In the fast lane, never coastin'
Yung Naamy, keep it real, never boastin'
End of the track, but the fire still roastin'



Writer(s): Megan J. Pete, Julian Martrel Mason



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