Nyc Uber (Interlude)
Croosh
[Verse: NYC Uber Driver]
Sleepless nights, day in, day out
Production after production, dance lesson this
You know it's-it's a lot
People who know what music
You know a musician would lock himself away for two, three weeks
All he doing is trying to get that music right
And when the man produce it here, hit, money
Sony wanna draw everything and kill the musician
They work for what they get man you understand?
And most times when they get it, what they do with it?
They share it, most of them, they share their money
They get the money, they always got some foundation
There-There's something about a musician, you soul that you got
You gotta like you gotta release, you can't keep it
You understand, you can't keep everything for yourself