Lyrics:
out the door
I dnt be thinking
I go with my Gut
Go by myself
I'm the one I can trust
Stacking paper
Like I'm loading a Truck
Never scared
My Brothaz
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
and listen
Iyo ham, ham
Oh nkosi yam
A lot of people tried to discourage me man
And told me I must not do this album man
Why sing about Tambo
Leave politics
Oh yeah
Listen to the music
Oooh
I hip hop, I zib zop
Like Bill Cosby with the pills, yah
Ooh, eh, oh my name
I'm going to prison
Oh no
Oh, they
crying?
Oh my people are suffering
While your margins are profiting
Over the people
Over the people
No more profit over the people
John James Robinson he
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
o-oh o-oh, o-oh
I used to think that life had a plan for me
Until I realized life had to be planned by me
See that's the key
I only deal with what
o-oh o-oh, o-oh
I used to think that life had a plan for me
Until I realized life had to be planned by me
See that's the key
I only deal with what
Last time I checked
The bills just went up
And all my friends
Are in the pub getting messed up
Last time I checked
Everything was getting more
up the bill with lips and dreams, seeing people, I don't know
Oh my God, pounds or cups, I wouldn't even give a fuck
Remember the things that I did in
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
to room, oh, Lord
It's the end of the day
All my bills paid
So we 'bout to get lit off the Soju
It's the end of the day
All my bills paid
So we 'bout
Eventually, you well go fuck up
And stick hot dog to covid licker
Fuck you cough, fuck ya coronavirus
Made by Bill.com
Pull up in car, but fool freak out
My
to kill this
The people, they feel us, me and my team made millions but you know we still us
That's why they wanna kill us, that's why they wanna kill us
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
This city never sleeps
I hear the people walk by when it's late
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
This city never sleeps
I hear the people walk by when it's late
yo' chest
For people that's talkin my name
All the undercover niggaz is lame
People talk about me without the fame
But that's okay homie, I'll put you
the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don’t stop
If you still breathe breath then it’s time on the clock
New nigga
that ask me for money knowin' I'm in debt
And like my wife said, I still didn't say no
People tryna say I'm goin' crazy on Twitter
My friends' best
lover, yeah yeah
Dollar bill for my lover, eheh
Egusi for my lover
Eworkple for my lover
Agbame dadi for my lover, yeah, yeah
Plenty fish for my lover
broke, that was a easy decision
My mission was to make dough, not end up in prison
But I'm still in a helll of my own
Bill collectors won't leave me
Told 'em get off my phone, yes, I love my girl still
Told her get what you want, I just be countin' these bills
I just be countin' these bills, I just be
Honey evil laugh oh
Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill
yo' chest
For people that's talkin my name
All the undercover niggaz is lame
People talk about me without the fame
but that's okay homie, I'll put you
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