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Patrick Lumumba Kadjo
Patrick Lumumba Kadjo
Songwriter

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I conquer the world, your bitch, a Perl
The blacker the crops the darker the purse
If I want to go wild they're doing me dirty
It's not a bad lie that a humans is cursed
With hands in my pocket I'm taking it over
Tell em it's mine, I ain't fucking with no one
She can come by but never close
It's my number you dial if you needed a soldier
Lost all my hopes in morals and culture huh
Got nowhere to feel like a local huh
Don't need you listen to tell me I'm different
Just cause I got what you'd fall for huh
My style is too sick comparably
Corona ain't shit comparably
Just Suck my dick
I'll make mama rich
Thought of this
As a masterpiece
Class class, elegant man on the number one that's me
A tragedy
For everyone looking for something to want
The keys, degrees, the cheese, indeed
Meaning success metaphorically
I didn't order the beef huh
How many niggus wish bothering me
It's hard to be me
No lesson teaches
Legendly, no perfection needed
Faith is deep when the destiny is
I'll reach my dreams when I
Mean it
Past the past
Ugly times in the back
Pretty ones in front
I get rid of any jacks
No casualty I'm rocking the special
Guaranteed
She'll think I'm attractive heavily
So much she don't ever have to leave
What the spot
I fuck it up making the riches look poor
Put my stuff into your history books
I want to a lot cause we ain't lived with too much
I came from the mud, trust me
I came from the dust
I know to well how it feels to be stuck
I know very well how to turn into a thug
But that's an not option
Dad taught me how to do better was
Dead honored cause most fathers
Ran off
Just had a lil luck
I conquer the world, your bitch, a Perl
The blacker the crops the darker the purse
If I want to go wild they're doing me dirty
It's not a bad lie that a humans cursed
With hands in my pocket I'm taking it over
Tell em it's mine, I ain't fucking with no one
She can come by but never closer
It's my number you dial if you needed a soldier lost all my hopes in morals and culture huh
Got nowhere to feel like a local huh
Don't need you listen to tell me I'm different
Just cause I got what you'd fall for huh
My style is too sick comparably
Corona ain't shit comparably
Just suck my dick
I'll make mama rich
Thought of this
As a masterpiece
I get it and go yeah
Now fuck what you talk yeah
You niggus look poor ay
Ain't no one that's scarring me
Ain't no one on my road yeah
Just let me take over
I'm cursed to take over
Both feet on my road yeah
I get it and go yeah
Now fuck what you talk yeah
You niggus look poor ay
Ain't no one that's scarring me
Till imma get old
Till imma get old
I'm cursed to get gold
Written by: Patrick Lumumba Kadjo
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