Shay Mizz - Bus Stop (Official Lyric Video)

Bus Stop by Shay Mizz tells the rags to riches come up story. This dark, gritty, Rap song comes with uptempo melodic rhymes made to inspire your workout, pre-game, locker room, party, or late night drive. Listen to "Bus Stop" on all streaming platforms: https://hypeddit.com/shaymizz/busstop Follow Shay Mizz:   / shay.mizz     / shay.mizz   Lyrics: B*tch you got me f*cked up, my cup's cold, my blunt's hot I just pulled up in a yacht that comes and goes to those sun spots I come from the bus stop, my funds up like Musk stock I just want some trust, not from you, nah, what Zuck got Through the pain, I hoop in games, I shoot my shots, got stupid aim Got trap, I pop maneuver lanes, got rap, that's hot, undisputed flames I'm used to change, I grew from change, 02' if you knew what I'd do for change When my food was Lays, I pulled two a days, to keep the roof in place You'd move away but who can save when the dues are paid, they gave two cent raise with quadruple praise My mood all day, was refuse to stay, where I felt used all ways, now I'm new today B*tch you got me fucked up, my cup's cold, my blunt's hot I just pulled up in a yacht that comes and goes to those sun spots I come from the bus stop, my funds up like Musk stock I just want some trust, not from you, nah, what Zuck got Dinners by the boat, okay, that ocean view is cold, okay My whole team with the smoke, okay, got fire that I rolled, okay My driveway super lit, okay, we turn up like a switch, okay It turned out you a b*tch, okay, locate just where I tripped, okay Vacation mode, we on a private island, down in Punta Cana Having wine and vibin', got a private driver, white cabana, Moet on ice and just like Atlanta, Ayyyyy, look where I made it, Look what it's taken, look I'm a cook in the making, look at the sauce, Look at the flavor, look how I hook, no debating, look how you took what I gave ya, Look how you played me, entangled, look how we Willed and we jaded Look, I don't look for high maintenance, I book and I hire and pay them B*tch you got me f*cked up, my cup's cold, my blunt's hot I just pulled up in a yacht that comes and goes to those sun spots I come from the bus stop, my funds up like Musk stock I just want some trust, not from you, nah, what Zuck got