Lyrics:
development
That can include manufacturing
Logistics
Procurement
It could even be designing and operating a service
It has many-many definitions
But in every
development
That can include manufacturing logistics
Procurement it could even be designing
And operating a service
It has many many definitions
But in every
thank God for the pots I had to piss in
I'ma thank God for the times I done risked it
I'ma thank God for workin' out the logistics
I'ma thank God that
Abuja
Wola ukolo wa
Hajia Aishatu Ali Ibrahim
Adeebu
Founder woman in Logistics
Would wide willat
Engineer musa wada
Nigeria port authority
One omemele
ghost town litigate battle pitch darkness
When the light switch hits the artistry circuit board breaker
Service in the greater half of nature
See
to shootin'
Presidential Rolex, nigga, secret service
I see 12 in the field, I get nervous
I'm in the hills right now, I got no service
I was selling coke,
complacent
She gave me some secret service, like an agent
I want my pockets full, ain't no more waiting
Cuz I got them hittas all around the nation
So, yeah,
my chances lookin slim
Tryna catch me off my dribble but
I'm way above the rim, my acquaintances
So lethal, all logistics is illegal
I feel like
logistics
Swinging for the fences
It's inevitable that I get a hit
She snap chattin like she ain't Neva got the dick
I be doin the pussy a disservice not
swim to the service
And let off some rounds
Cause my shoe had a glock in it
They love how pumping that big shit
And we make them fumble
No hit stick
Because these bills are like bad stories
We all have plenty
Some of these margins get thin
And logistics get tricky
Some roads are dead ends
But some will
school so they know I be in it
I take care of my business, my bitch watch my logistics
Damn, I know that they not working
Postin' pictures on the gram,
logistics
My moves are ballistic
Y'all moves are suspicious
Sporadic like tourette's
The static is on set
Nomadic like what's next
I'm consistent on bets
will think of the battle fields, we cross
We cross
Struggle struggle
Their pushing their pulling
All along the one the way
People falling or moving
It's
his corn to harvest a field of sin
Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m.
And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor
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I’m in service, service
Puttin that work in, work in
I do it on purpose, purpose
And they like it, they like it, ooh-aaah
I don’t wanna
to harvest a field of sin
Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m.
And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor of broken hearts got
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
From the bottom from the field
I can show you how it feel
Only eat what you kill
Only eat what you kill
From the bottom from the field
I can show you
a player, he ain't even on the field
Wait a second raise my hand I said professor got a question could you answer this,
I really give a fuck about this
driving down to Memphis
Now they name a street after him in Low Income districts
Not being negative, I'm realistic
Speaking logistics in the process
existence
Speak that shit into existence
Been a playmaker I don't need assistance
On my field you in no condition
Check da stats simple logistics
Cant't let
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