Lyrics
Yo bro
It's barely 9 am in the morning my ****
And I'm drizzed off this henny bro
I know I'm hurting my lung
I know I'm hurting system bro
I guess I'm gon' keep drinking bro
Son dead mother cried what a nostalgic sight
I see my brother breeze through that night
Running for his life what a tragedy
11 pm it's a gang zone in my city
How I came this far case to study
Who goes me? That's your word to God
If a **** ever try again to rob my dub
Yea I 'member getting robbed
Shit wasn't funny
On that highway could've lost
My own life with mummy's
Zig zag to my feet gave me cold feet
Robbing a kid and his family
Such a corny shit
Never break the bank for a hoe
That's my policy
I'm on FaceTime with my enemies
Pac shit Tell em' picture me rolling
Money on the way what's the hold up
Not proud of my past
So I left them in a shadow
You see the big gap in my heart
Call it hollow
They feel my pain They love my game
Hollow tip to your brain call this disdain
If I hear love then for sure I go refrain
The love they gave me I call it inhumane
All alone but I'm gassed but not propane
Better go hard
You see the bloods in my hands
Are not in vain
On my way steady coming up
Steady grinding never give up
Haters to my rare view keep up
You pree luck throw your L's up
15 I don dey Pree Gun
Cos Azungwu no get Gucci store
Just a few mentors like my bro shacall
Look in my eyes
You go see the fire wey dey burn
Poking my heart
You go see the niddle wey dey come
He stole from me I let him have it all
They Do me wrong play victim
Fiddle moron
If the Blind lead the blind
Them no dey see front
Witehead say she prefer
Ach not pickup
Domestic violence but
Foreigners full the hilus
Couple loose screws
Will make your ship wreck
Life go whyne you
Buh you no go gree bend
Dick in her throat, hiccup
Slim waist, Big butt
Iheanacho, billions
Money on my mind
I'm a Zealot
Still connected with my chipmonks
Face shot dem go spray nuts
Ever met the plug to your plug (Richmond)
Mask on Shows on
Bines up straight dome
Ex homies wanna see me fall
L's up if you wishing for luck
Steady on my Grind I never gave up
On my way steady coming up
Steady grinding never give up
Haters to my rare view keep up
You pree luck throw your L's up
Weh mi Dey bro? (Back to what I was saying)
Talking about hard work and dedication my ****
Pain and aggression
Looking at how far we done come through
Fake friends, tribulations and shit
Unbalanced diet and shit
Written by: GODWIN EBUKA
