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to teach myself to deal with these sharks!
Brush em off, dust em off
Fuck em all, man I don't see nothing wrong
Just getting yourself a little money
But it's

me se sin

I hope you they reason o
Wetting fit fall you fit rise me o
You shop your own
You still wan spoil my own
Oni so ku so
Boda ko si oo

I hope

the south
Keep making you shout
 I keep telling you i changed 
and you highly doubt 
wish money came by itself 
without the clout 
You won't tell me what's

Sometimes I hate you
I feel like you always make mistakes
So much could've been done by now
But you procrastinate
And it don't help
That you always

enjoy it did I allow life to gon and
P-Pass me by
Was I even happy when I was sober or did I have to be high
Smoke mo than four blunts a day and folks

to see my performance
I walk straight through they all know who we are
More money mo problems quote by P Diddy
I won't stop I'm getting these millies
Man

and rearranged
Thought I'd be the difference, Boy Wonder, shame
I used to want the girls, the money, and fame
I still do ain't a thing changed
It's hard to stay

Many many years have gone by
But I never see no sign
Adey wait God's time
Still I Dey online
Don't worry we
Go captivate the dough
Them go hear we pon

want to leave the good things about me
When we share the money, you still want my own
You tell me sorry, you still want me drain
Am always thinking

lacking this bitch jus concealed
Who the fuck lacking don't pull up in caddies
She swallowed my jitts but still calling me daddy
Shrooms got me up I ain't

eyes so sharp But i still cannot spot (Verse)Homies be talking glock 1 shot on em face Now watch them flockWhole lotta gang I fight them all Look

pull up I got mo
They all know I'm addicted to that dough
I can't sleep when money movin' slow
I got off my ass and left home
Crashed the whip got a twin

Lyrically
I’m prolific I’m something like George Finidi
And you boys try but you get poor finishing
Wetin una still dey do it's called mimicking
Biggy man mo

stretching wealth I got different money
You was begging and waiting for some help you a different bummy
Never asked for a handouts from the team but I'm still

by the design of your heart

All of me is yours
I didn't know it all before
I would've been with you way more
Now i hear knocking at my door
It's time

day
I'm gone be da coldest wit it
Ready fa whatever and whoever wanna do it wit me
Present day, still standing on my decision
Ain't have a chance

a GLC
Or a drop top that's AMG
And I'm really on my js no hus
Me and mo really stack this prof
Like blud you're a liar liar
So much smoke it'll make you

don't need me
But still do anything to please me

Yeaahh right, make my night
I catch a opp by the spot it's on site
Bodies gon drop like the switch

you if you fall
Imma be your guardian angel
I'll give you a call

Oooooo you look amazing
When you walk on by everybody keeps gazing
But you keep

queenessentials
The glow in you
Is the goddesses truth
Amused for women
Who resemble the Dominique's Larues
Boyz N The Hood Brandi
Amber Evans Mo Money too
Belly's

buried I want all my favourite vices by my side
Fuck it
Heaven Calls
Wont be young forever let's just set it off
What else can we do is all I've ever known

a Tec- piece
And pray the Lord protect me
Cus I be movin' heavy and I'm steady gettin' money 
these niggas just ain't ready to win
Still hatin' on the cut

a beast of burden
As if you deserved it
They’ll use you up
Til there ain't no mo
Give yah ah gold plated plaque
Then show you the doe (door)
True knowledge

They carry first
Omo awon celibate
Mo ti wakpa celibrate
Cheers to the King
The streets must to favour
Me I nor sabi press o
Money go still follow me