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Grrt, woo Mm-mm Oi Oi, oi, oi, oi If you don't hear must feel it (mm-mm) All that time I spent on roads, I'm healing I was in a ding-dong scheming (woo) Why they wanna take my freedom? Fuck yourself, go suck yourself I said it, I mean it Hear what? (Hear what?) Before the TikTok shit, had to flip the script 'cah rap didn't give man riches T Wayne, I don't fuck with snitches (grrt) From Rambo blades in kitchens (woo) Nearly cried at my first six figures Funny how I came in the dance laughing When I send them home with stitches It's funny how things change (things change) Thousand pounds on slippers (slippers) Twenty pads on my shooter (shooter) Fifteen bags on my Mrs. (eh-heh) I made a mill' on the lifestyle Didn't know I came up with killers (grrt) Nino got my back, that's bro Got my back like Vidić (ayy) Four .44's long, auto semis Ran through more than a military Now I really donate guns in Eddy What's that? Big smoke like Skeppy (mm-mm) Full clip, you to be my OG, he a loser New whip (grrt), big Wesson on my shooter If you don't hear, must feel it (boaw, boaw, boaw) All that time I spent on roads, I'm healing I was in a ding-dong scheming (woo) Why they wanna take my freedom? Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (bah) I said it, I mean it Look at my truck, I spent a lot (grr) I bought a watch, but with the Glock He saw an opp and didn't touch (mm-mm) He mus'a mad, get off the block Even my mum called me prodigal yute Even the opps know I don't need groups You really thought, opp boy, it was abroad You know I love Tropical Juice If they outside, they can get locked off What's what? Bruck opp, see them at bus stop What's good? Swizzy ain't chattin', just shop shot Gunshot, have your boy spinnin' like nunchucks What? What? Hundred milli' soon, watch, watch Soon home, mad, everybody like But the wap ain't nothin' like Bluetooth My connection nonstop Pretty gyal love fi get naughty Hundred thou', we're saucy (mm-mm) They way I make a million, it's sweet (sweet) And now everybody wan' call me Rude boy since school, Ashanti That's why I always been banned from Carni Spent a quarter M to whole Edmonton But Edmonton don't deserve me If you don't hear, must feel it All that time I spent on roads, I'm healing I was in a ding-dong scheming Why they wanna take my freedom? Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (bah) I said it, I mean it
Writer(s): Gabriel Kusimo, Dennis Junior Odunwo, Jason Lawrence Blake Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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