One With The New Yorkers Lyrics - Social Club Misfits

Yeah yeah 

You see, come on, don't lie to yourself like you could do this 

You drink Smart Water, I drink smarter water 

Your doors don't do that 

Your girl don't do that 

You'd be lying if you said they did 

Come on man, it's all imported, all of it 

All of it 

Found a wave, surfs up 

Now Surf 'n Turf got served up 

My VS, they swerved up 

I see skrrts, I skrrts'd up 

My quarter-to-five on the five 

Animals style on the fries 

Keeping my eyes on the prize 

Only the strongest survive 

Only the richest decide 

Yeah, what's the golden rule? 

Cuban links, I never ever stop 

Uh, and if you think life hard 

You've probably never seen a hard top 

Now you asking what this coup worth 

Now you asking where my roof went 

Chi-town meet line up 

But couldn't see through the black tints 

Oh no 

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I don't have too many friends 

I'd rather stick with the fam 

I don't care if you are famous 

I'm married to my best friend 

They don't like me though 

Why do I need them to like me though? 

I'm finally happy with who I'm becoming 

It's well with my soul 

I know, I know what I don't know 

Yeah yeah 

I see the truth in the lies 

I see behind the disguise 

I think they live for the likes 

But they ain't got nothing in sight 

What do you want from a life? 

I will not put up a fight 

Whatever you need, I got you 

Just give a time and a place 

When you see me just know I'm still the man with a smile on my face 

Hands in the air 

I shouldn't be here 

This is all grace 

How did this happen to me? 

How did this happen to me? 

How did this happen to me? 

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I recorded this on a computer that uses Windows '98 

Hey make sure you wear pants in the feature 

I wake every day and I open my phone to see how many likes I got on my Rick Owens 

My friends, they don't know I've been sleeping on couch to the floor to the couch to the floor 

Hop in my Dodge put gas to the floor 

Just to skirt off from reality 

Misfit, the family 

People think I care about comments and likes 

And TBH man I think they might be right 

Yeah, I got some problems, yeah, yeah 

My momma think that I lost it, yeah 

All of my exes Hispanic, yeah 

Now I think I should go sauce it, yeah 

I just wanna make all of the hits, yeah 

And Barry Bonds with the hits, yeah 

God got my back like a bullet-proof vest 

I gone be the best, yeah the best 

Yeah, nothing less, yeah 

I don't have too many friends 

I'd rather stick with the fam 

I don't care if you are famous 

I'm married to my best friend 

They don't like me though 

Why do I need them to like me though? 

I'm finally happy with who I'm becoming 

It's well with my soul 

I know, I know what I don't know 

Yeah 

I see the truth in the lies 

I see behind the disguise 

I think they live for the likes 

But they ain't got nothing in sight 

What do you want from my life? 

I will not put up a fight