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They pay attention coz I put them at ease
Gee'd up getting blowed out living the lifestyle of a pimp
Black boy from agege i been trapping long in the streets
No more window shopping we just buy things and we leave
Remember in the past when I be starving for weeks
Cold night with no love I was heartbroken in my sheets
Fucked up my mental Got my loosing my shit
Rose up from the concrete Yh I came back on my feets
Came back for the win, with no dollar bill in my jean
All I got is my dreams
big Dreams call me Joseph
I have been sinning so coded
Got skeletons in my closet
I Lately reminisce
All dem bad things wey I did
From the days I be pikin
No be say I no fit resist
If I no see I no fit believe
Too Dey sharp you no fit deceive
Wo lele wo le ba
Bi nse se Won da mo
Shinning bright like diamond
Omo mr buraimoh
Trap lan je lo jo jumo
If it ain't bout cash no call my phone
Dem Dey yarn nonsense
I Dey my zone
Me I no mind them
They pay attention Loving the stease
whipping in kitchen got Mac and the cheese
2018 I have been Swerving on beats
Bitches call my phone --but time no Dey pick
March 2017 when I lost my pops
Popped too much drug just to numb all the pain
Fucked up in two ways knew I had to change
Lost in my thought almost made insane
I overthink for the very little things
Lord gives me peace
Love makes Me weak
I tried to be heartless , I'm harmless
Regardless no violence
You no fit play me no be cassette
I pray in the morning in the daytime and night time
Go straight to the Calling I rehearse I write Write rhyme
Jah be my lifeline
And I know I'll bright
Pay me my rabba
Coz I get bukata
Trap lan je lo jo jumo
If it ain't bout cash no call my phone
Dem Dey yarn nonsense
I Dey my zone
Me I no mind them
WRITERS
Temidayo Buraimoh
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