Stuyvesants - Rings lyrics

[hook] Can I get by with it? (x4) [Verse One] Dale Problemo Ya see I never been a golden child I cook some menacing flows and the prose is wilding An East coast marauder I like my cuts cold Subs dank like a scallion, and buns that's Italian Surely I keep it 110 never humdrum Hundred for the pride 5 to keep me sane And the other percentages for the campaign daily It lets me dream high no Andres champagne, cigarillos fade me Often reminisce my backseat voyages thru suburbs in Mercedes Friends by my side wish their mothers were my ladies Heard they got fleas go and miss me with the scabies So goes the gimmick, The world behind the curtains sarcastic to me It's no wonder I'm a cynic, uh track spinning lets me let go with it Professor Problemo, I pa** a bar like academics [hook] [Verse Two] Apollo 19 19, I'm still here Instill fear in fools who thought sk**s would disappear Different year, same me, still write rhymes, fight vice and make beats Shop at nuggets on a busboy budget, collect vinyls Big up Christ and k** idols, check vitals Invested in the future, hoping melodies will suite ya Cause my mommas talking college and professions with a pension Either path I pick my pen's the only weapon Need to make an impact, the method is the question Well if I shook rap, I'd look back second guessing Like I could of been something, If only I had done it My kids lookin at me laughing like Dad you're bugging Lookin in the mirror see who's looking back, a s**er Well ur father ain't a punk, you can call it what you want Even if I'm 81 sellin records out my trunk It's a gamble I was born for, bonjour tomorrow Where I'll be on tour, encores in toronto Photos in foreign places, records stores order cases Cause Apollo's bound for everybody's playlist