Lyrics

We dey pon jackside bro We smɔke foreign This aint no regular flow This is exotic The days of la borrow was the 90s These cloths i bought it Every failure was growth im never worried K!llmatic please record this please record this Let them know this rap thing is my calling The raps on this logic See daylight like morning Its 2011 me and bogers we bumping all this Come one, come all Man up, Man fall Harder than the stonebwoy This no be Dancehall Born to fail was on a floor but now we stand tall You were my fav but now you cancel The last time a niqqa said sh!t was 96 Last time a niqqa said shit he felt the fist Last time a niqqa said sh!t let me check my wrist cox The last time a niqqa said sh!t it dont exist Dont stab me in the back look me in the face We live and we learn ma bro we made mistakes Shout to Dr. Duncan Tema he put us on He will tell i've been dropping bars before [?] got a case Me b3 drope wo bars stop wo ny3 me mate They watch our every move, watche aa gyina me gate We dey inside they chat boys We dey debate She found love in Accra how we can't relate Mr. Sterling for real he is the deal The boy is soo sick ahead he wrote his will They boy is soo sick they said he him a pill They boy is soo cold, his flows it gives some chill When we are on a holiday it is a real The girl soo thick these chicks dey from Brazil Your boy is soo joke I'm sure they know Nazil CS in the club these girls is point and ill Never bend, Never fold Mum say she be back Never came, Never showed My dad did well thats why we really close That old G put the boy on his ten toes 12Ks every Sallah new clothes And he wasnt rich sometimes no dough But he is their pit on me of a hustler A man that make ends meet Baba you are my Hero God damn i wrote this song for you I've never won a case but i go born for you I dey lie ground i mow the lawn for you Me and bros go always be strong for you At 16 he came from the North less i forgot My dad had no where to stay slept under tracks His close friend got him a job [? ] Walla tʋ walla sa banga the hustle of course Whose willing to sacrifice whose willing to win He was introduced to drʋg biz wasn't willing to learn Was just willing to work for every shilling he earn Never willing to beg for everything he earned I put all of my eggs in one basket You know all of my stress in one casket Anyone who can't trust cannot be trusted Roll ma bucket list done it and dusted Everything we did it Everywhere we visit This lyrics paint pictures Pictures soo vivid They money and fame changing you You were soo timid It left you to your grave you now soo finish I heard Mr. Sterling coming for everybody I charge my battery she know I'm ever ready To kill these niqqas where is the cemetery They already dead and buried That shit is secondary Where my first son Waddle at? Tell'em we grew up on battle raps You be valley handle that You want beef Gotta cut the crab We from the streets where we carry slugs Uphold to cuddle pass To the niqqas that stayed through the hard times Album is deeper than that Deeper than rap lines You be my friend, my bro, you in my bloodline We shine bright like we britter than black diamond 2018 had niqqas carries around time 2019 girls this is fun time Girl you hop come here you are sunshine She said fvk love no boy I'm done trying I thank the universe for my daily bread I dont know how i got here cox im a lazy head But what is written is written Everything is pre destined If you die broke,life will break you dead.
Writer(s): Sean Awuku Maxbornd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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