IVOXYGEN – YOUNG KID Mp3 Download/Video & Lyrics. Ivoxygen, whose real name is Ivory B., is a 27 year old innovative music artist, pushing the boundaries of sound. With a unique style that fuses elements of hip-hop, R&B, and pop, Ivoxygen creates music that stands out from the crowd.
The fusion of genres makes for an unforgettable experience that listeners of all ages can enjoy.
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IVOXYGEN – YOUNG KID Lyrics;
[Chorus]
Young kid, why you bugging on my mind?
Everybody, everybody, everybody go to hell
Young kid, why you bugging on my mind?
Everybody, everybody, everybody go to hell
Young kid, you won’t fake it for a thing
Running after, running after
On the cover, here we go
Young kid, you won’t fake it for a thing
Running after, running after
Running after, after money
[Verse 1]
Fake it until you make it
Change it until you shape it (Shape it)
Baby, you don’t need me
I don’t need you, love ain’t real, yeah
Daily I’ve been thinking
All day dreaming, how to save me (Baby)
Daily I’ve been fighting
I’ve been lying, that survived it
Maybe I’m just dreaming
Fake is real and love is pleasing
Made my mind, I stay so clear
I won’t run, run, I don’t need fake
I’m up in clouds, I don’t need ground, ground
I always fly high, tell my lovers ‘Goodbye’
[Chorus]
Young kid, why you bugging on my mind?
Everybody, everybody, everybody go to hell
Young kid, why you bugging on my mind?
Everybody, everybody, everybody go to hell
Young kid, you won’t fake it for a thing
Running after, running after
On the cover, here we go
Young kid, you won’t fake it for a thing
Running after, running after
Running after, after money
[Verse 2]
Fake it until you break it
Change it, out shape it (Shape it)
Baby, you don’t need me
I don’t need you, love ain’t real, yeah
I’m here, I’m alright, yeah
Nightmare but alive, yeah
Thinking in my mind, yeah
I’m so high, yeah, getting higher, high
[Chorus]
Young kid, why you bugging on my mind?
Everybody, everybody, everybody go to hell
Young kid, why you bugging on my mind?
Everybody, everybody, everybody go to hell
Young kid, you won’t fake it for a thing
Running after, running after
On the cover, here we go
Young kid, you won’t fake it for a thing
Running after, running after
Running after, after money.
….THE END