Lyrics:
Sweety mama oh oh ey
It's Six pee'em
Oya let's go
My mother wants to see her grandson
Grandson grandson
My father wants to see his grandson
Grandson
Old school flows but I'm looking like your grandson
Old school flows but I'm looking like your grandson
I got them Old school flows but I'm looking
too
She told me to never stop praying Grandson you'll make through
She told me i'm like my daddy
I told her I think that too
And my pops was a hustler
handsome (whoa)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no fucking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw
Stack it up for my grandson
Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up
Stack it up for my grandson
Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up
Stack it up for my
older than your granny
I'm a rich grandson
Hundred band jugg, hundred hundred band jugg
Mm, it's a stick up
Put your fuckin' hands up
Fuckin' on your mami
before the rush
And I know, I'm my Grandfather's Grandson
And this land, ain't getting sold off to no one
While the turbines encroach, and the city boys
ndi ozo mere anyi
Your grandson buzi a celebrity
13 years mbanye city
No gen no electricity
Okenwa hapum banye ekiti
Ka Ife di mma owee na agbambor
Ya
neglected, believe me.
Feuding for just one last time,
And fearful for one final try.
HERE IS YOUR GRANDSON'S PLEA to heal tragedy
(Please stop, come back).
And you are the same
You are the same
I don't want to write
Any more love songs
I just want to know
If I will meet my grandson
I don't want to write
Any
And i just wanna get it jumping with this music and
Grandad go look at your grandson
He a hater i'm gone hold him for ransom
He illegal in new york i'ma
of deacon Osewe's
Nyakwar Justo Nanga ah
c grandson to Justo Nanga
Sani amako gita ah
I have picked up my guitar
Kaluongo joka Nyanam
While calling out
Yo, watch me pull up in the phantom
Yeah, muy muy guapo, that's handsome
Yeah, who you talkin' to, you's my grandson
Like, nigga, where the fuck is
When his face is something that has never shown
Grandson of a preacher
But every time I try speaking to the lord
My words seem to fall right in
neglected, believe me.
Feuding for just one last time,
And fearful for one final try.
HERE IS YOUR GRANDSON'S PLEA to heal tragedy
(Please stop, come back).
up,
What will I tell my grandson's grandsons?
I could weave a fairy tale,
On a great bible-thumping scale.
When he stands empy hands,
On his empty
Gimme couple more hits yeah
Then I'm stacking this money
For my grandson kids
Yo
If I ain't real what is
Yeah
Let me bill my spliff
Yeah
Let me bill
And One
You Niggas My Kids My Grandsons
You Niggas Foul Thats And One
I Shoot And Pop Like A Handgun
I Hit Yo Top Nigga And Some
Bitch I Be Ballin Like
just wants her grandson to be good but I feel horrible
Didn't mean to sink down to this depth make you feel sorrowful
I'm sorry, sorry
Whoever said it
I've been thinking about the grandsons
and great grandsons of the Empire.
Where are they now?
Where are they now?
Are they hiding?
A voice full
there for my grandson
Benji dressing up my bank account is looking handsome
I was sippin now I’m on one
My art I let it blossom
Yeah I’m fucking
bank अब (Yeah)
I made some fortune, वो ख़र्चेगा मेरा grandson
और grandson के grandson के grandson का grandson (Yeah)
नया दिन, नई सुबह
कभी यहाँ, कभी वहाँ,
getting better
Time's passing away
Because I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow
Wish I could buy them toys, rubber balls and trains
Watch
blood's still warm and my mind doesn't matter
I'm hoping to stay
'Cause I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow old
I just can't wait to see
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