歌词

Yeah yeah yeah Eh eh Che che che Yeah Lord show me grace oh Lord have mercy on my soul And I have been doing these everytime I stand up Everyday when I wake I go pray yeah And I have been hustling and grinding And I have been hustling and grinding yeah yeah Lord show me grace oh Lord have mercy on my soul Say no be only me So many other people they way they hustle Why me no go hustle Me I must to hustle My niggas they hustle God bless their hustle No be muscle Them no believe when we pull up in a Benz We pull up in a benz I and my friends, pretty girls them But we know no offense But we know no offense oh Eh Them no believe when we pull up in a Benz I and my friends and the pretty girls them But them know no offense yeah Na God I they look up too Na God way they guide us through Na him way they put us through Yeah I no they fall for their magic And anytime when we burst like na magic And all my guys pull up in a masarati Pull up in a masarati yeah yeah yeah Original me say me na confirmer All my guys one day we go loke loke Everyday we go up we go they okay And some girls Thema come Thema they okay As you see me so as I they OKay All my niggas we go they okay We go they okay All my African girls we go they okay Yeah yeah yeah We go they okay yeah Lord show me grace oh Show me grace Oh lord pass me your blessings oh lord So many people Don try don try yeah Na grace we they wait for Na grace oh Na grace we they pray for oh Eeh che che che
Writer(s): Mohammed Liman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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