O.D (feat Damien)
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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Written by: Anthony Orajiaka, Damien Kumasi
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