Behind Sorrows

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In trouble, I'm in trouble
Mama mama pray for me
Fake people hanging round me
Mama mama pray for me
In trouble mama mama pray for Me
Pray for me mama mama pray For me
Icom-ing
Mama abeg make you pray for Me, A little whine go do shorty
Done see many things, pass me Lin I suppose high hommie
Mama abeg say a prayer for me, A little whine whalia go do Shorty, pass me dope and Lin Make I high hommie, make I High hommie
Ate her coochie like she got no Bones, Man na gentle man no Dey Jones
When we pull up on them, a lot Of spies on them but we got eyes Saw them ahead of em
Yeah I grew up in the newyork Of Africa Lagos, always working Daily my ass off
Eyes so lazy men so fucking Blazed up, lowkey just came back From owerri and just, it's Another paid job
Them man brutal, they wanna Judge, We got guns and some Crazier judges
Many of them wanna see me fail, That's why I been online with no Tails
Taking risks if I fail I fail, run Back faster than a train
Man so obsessed with getting Money, not even in here for Honey and loving
Get up in the money? Nah I have Been up all night, heard when The cock crow, that is way early In the morning, yeah way early In the morning
Mama abeg make you pray for Me, a little cuddling go do for me
Blazing up like say I be chimney
Making money moves, they envy And hating but it won't count God keeps the blessing coming
Living this life like it's a movie, Like I have been here before Deja vu
Brother I'm so solid I bet you Can't move me, when I was Hustling they never believed me
Getting money that's the only Way of my Igbo people
In trouble, I'm in trouble
Mama mama pray for me
Fake people hanging round me
Mama mama pray for me
In trouble mama mama pray for Me
Pray for me mama mama pray For me
Behind the sorrows brother That's a story, live today cos no Man ever predicts tomorrows
Behind the pains and sorrows That's a story, if you get so many Pain, brother we dey wait your Glory
Like a king I'm here to reign, Medicine and fame that's a daily Routine
Behind the racks lays the Struggle, sleepless nights my Hustle on double, hustle on Double
Doggy style all she got broady, Money thoughts all I got in me, Never iced to the feet cos man Suppose feed family
Making moves, you see me when You see me
On a low grinding for a new Whip grace on me cos mama Prayed for me
I dey hustle, I no send your Chicky I dey snub you That's cos You no dey pay me
I need love and cuddling and Then a little prayer, some nights E d dey cold and I be loner
My life another different Something

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