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Let's not pretend, me and M haven't really been on talking terms You know issues get bigger when you look through microscopic lens Still, I'd never chase clout or ever copy trends This song is hard to write like I got a faulty pen, I'm stuck with them Respect forever, even though we talk as friends You've been the boss and "Damn! What a run" You know, I got to run Surpass everything I've done no sloppy ends Losing everything and getting more money, how you comprehend Let's talk amends, I made millions, we all made millions I'm not talking ones, I'm talking by the tens Everybody copped a Benz Called Brymo up, like, "Yo, let's make more M's" Put a deal on the table like, "Sign it at your convenience" Conversations on helipads, y'all don't get the picture You're too close to the elephant, huh Chatting shit on Telegram with those small-minded set of plans In virtual spaces that are irrelevant, no elegance Same moves, same circle dance One hand gets dirty, you stain both hands to wash it off Same finger you point with is your trigger finger, let it off We can let the dust settle or raise hell, I'm barely touched It's the return of Machiavelli, you already lost out, mm I can never take sides on this, BeatsbyJayy didn't die for this Even though it's not the things I ride for, I tried for this Glad I helped my brother get rich, before he went out on this I don't care what time it is, I'm just making timeless shit Said I couldn't do the impossible, and there's no hope for me Now we selling art on the OpenSea, and that's an NFT Who made you Judge? Keep your clemency, you cannot sentence me Keep the same energy for eternity or just let it be Don't ever talk to me crazy like you made me Spilled my blood on that Hennessy floor, one apologized, one betrayed me The hook wasn't right, should have let Cavemen do it They praying that I fall, you said "Amen" to it Feels like my mama's gonna pass soon I'm just glad she saw me get passed that grey Datsun From cartoons, to sitting in a foreign, to look at the car shoes To looking in the mirror like, "Damn Q, is that you?" Shout out to my man Loose, you know I got you forever They waiting on the part two of Crown too, I got you 'cause I know you got me To Frank, to Prince, to Austine, I bend my back for you To my only sister, I'm sorry it's getting dark for you Give everything I got for you My niece and nephews, I can't replace your dad for you But you know I'd die for you My mother's name is Roseline, Blaq's mother's name is Roseline We had something in common, it's destiny when we go in My late brothers name is Golden, and that's on Golden If I could change one thing, I change everything just to know him I know you all are proud of me, fuck whoever that doubted me But to grow, you got to leave your family and that's how it be Rest in peace dad, rest in peace Kingsley But to grow, you got to leave your family and that's how it be That's how it be Bless Family first, you're all that I have Oh-oh Family first, left my mama for that
Writer(s): Olawale Ibrahim Ashimi, Gilbert Nwaubani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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