O.D (feat Damien)

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Turph Kako

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Ye!!! Ye!
It’s been 3 years, I put a pen on a paper
3 years later, I’m tryna get clean and sober
Tryna focus more, I might need me a soda
Soon as I hit the blunt, the pain is over
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
My eyes are red
Hungry like I've never been fed
All my friends dead, f*ck what they said
Crime pays that shit, buttered my bread
Needed the checks, I wanna flex
Bought me a Rolly but no chain on my neck
Got me regrets, I love the money
I love the power, the sex
I love it, I love to death
IPS dey change here
King in his lane....(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Been on my game...shit was insane
Need the money to get through the pain
I put the Molly inside the champagne
I want the money nigga keep the fame
Ran through the streets...never was the same
Pop a pill so I don't lose my brain
Burning the jays
It’s been 3 years, I put a pen on a paper
3 years later, I’m tryna get clean and sober
Tryna focus more, I might need me a soda
Soon as I hit the blunt, the pain is over
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
I was born a sinner, gonna die a winner
What are you waiting for? Pull the trigger
Been on my grind, I wanna get bigger
Sometimes it gets scary and that shit gets realer
How many niggas gonna die on the streets?
How many youths gon be roaming the streets?
Before the leaders realize what it is
They probably do and they don’t give a f*ck
Them dry condemn all my guys we deny press
We just tryna eat, what is the big deal?
Never saw shit and you talking that shit
Respect your message, but don’t stress on that shit
It is like you have not enter the streets
You finish school your parents settle you
Igbo ti mo fa la no, to bi oh
I might just give you something to talk about
I’ve been so close to death, so I know the value of life
I’ve been so close to death, so I know the value of life
It’s been 3 years, I put a pen on a paper
3 years later, I’m tryna get clean and sober
Tryna focus more, I might need me a soda
Soon as I hit the blunt, the pain is over
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
Pop a blue pill or a white pill when my mind get stressed
I swear to God when the money came...my nightmares were less
I was up on my grind till 3 in the morning pressing for success
Niggas wa know the story...know we blessed
VPN to me was just like a vest
I sip the slow boy but not for my chest
Niggas invest... before you buy Benz
And when you tear that shit....they use your head flex...
Coz niggas wa dey here..wa dey dey pretend
La famili and my lonely
I don't f*ck around with fonies
I was on my grind 24 7
Tryna get it for my family
Lord forgive me for my wicked way
I've been trapping on the other side
South side here na do or die
I've been wildin' like a Gemini
Someone's bitch up in my place
Got my kids all on her face
Oh God Charle made me craze
Lost my conscience for the paper chase
It’s been 3 years, I put a pen on a paper
3 years later, I’m tryna get clean and sober
Tryna focus more, I might need me a soda
Soon as I hit the blunt, the pain is over
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
Reminiscing while you’re incarcerated
Thinking bout the good old days
When all we did was dream about it
Didn’t sleep for days, just to be about it
Call all my niggas, tell em we made it
2019, you better get ready
Your shit is so whack, like your mums spaghetti
Tgf, Revolution taking over
Better get your speakers ready
Got 2 projects and… it’s ready
We was steady trapping outta bando
Now we pull up in Mercedes
Now I’m outchea screaming free stan
Free Stan, Free Stan
You don’t want no free smoke
Free Stan
Free Stan
It’s been 3 years, I put a pen on a paper
3 years later, I’m tryna get clean and sober
Tryna focus more, I might need me a soda
Soon as I hit the blunt, the pain is over
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
I’m finna get loose
I’m buzzing on drugs
I’m real to the core
I’m tryna get more
Yeah!! Hey yo!!
Shout out, to all my hustlers out there
Just keep it G
And I ain’t saying don’t do what you do
But when you do that shit, invest wisely don’t just blow that money
Hey yo!! Free my nigga Stan mhen, what them niggas did to them?
Mans just tryna hustle and
Mans just tryna hustle and shit, and niggas taking this shit personal
But how about, how about…

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