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I've got snacks in the fridge
That's on gawd
And i love the way i live
That's on gawd
They no wan let me shine
They no wan let me go
They no wan let me grow
They no wan let me blow like grenade oh oh oh
I got staabbed i've got the wound right on my back to show it
I'm not scared many people get jealous and they don't even know it yeah
Abum abum ezigbo mmadu ebah
I'm the reaalest niga alive
Ama kill em with the vibe
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Mehn i do what i want
Teach em teach em how to stunt
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Oil dey my head a
God don butter my bread
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Yeah i'm doing my best
You don't see the S on the chest
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Oil dey my head a
Nwane God don butter my bread
I was stuck
I fell out of luck
The world turned me off
No one seem to wan help me
Cuz i was down
Fall to get back up
Nobody can tell me shit i fight for myself
I cracked the code don't you believe me
Boys so fly don't need a visa
Mosh pit like we in Ibiza
All that yama yama shit
We don't need it here
All my enemies they still want a pillow
And my shawty bad
Her skin sweet like milo
You wanna step against me
You no dey fear for your life
I see the devil everynight
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Mehn i do what i want
Teach em teach em how to stunt
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Oil dey my head a
God don butter my bread
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Yeah i'm doing my best
You don't see the S on the chest
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Oil dey my head a
Nwane God don butter my bread
I no be Daffy but i'll smoke you like a duck
If you owe me money better pay up when its up front
Or i'll go bruce wayne on your ass, me i'm swinging with a bat
Anybody wey e hit o
But I dont be giving a damn
I've exhausted my patience, fact
Now why is your fragrance, black, flipping the pages, back
Up in the 80s Smack
Thats the reason i look away, they fake the game, i spit the truth
They telling lies so i hit the booth
I come alive when i'm with the goon
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Mehn i do what i want
Teach em teach em how to stunt
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Oil dey my head a
God don butter my bread
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Yeah i'm doing my best
You don't see the S on the chest
Look away Look away Look away Look away
Oil dey my head a
Nwane God don butter my bread
WRITERS
Christian Ikejiuwa, Kingsley Ikejiuwa
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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