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Very soon we go jam for ilu iyinbo
Bami de ade oba baby a o ba de
Obo oba n ho idi a o ba hoo
Owo n be ninu moto
Owo n be nile
Dey no dey dull me
Baby

Baby baby ma fi mi pa
Je n de be ma sere o
O gbe de o o gbe de
Je n jde bе ma sere oshey
Baby baby ma fi mi pa
Jе n de be ma sere o
O gbe de o o gbe de

Tori o
Tori o
Tori mo ni o ni baba
Mi o ni lati beru
Tori o
Tori o 
Tori mo ni o ni baba
Ireti n'be fun mi

Solo 1:
Nigbati mo su bu
Nigbati mo so nu

And I just catch the check

I'm up next

N***a we made it

My N***a I be Hustlin' Hustlin' Hustlin'

Got Money in my Pocket Pocket Pocket

My N***a I be

time for a hoe
Beauty glowin’, but her heart isn’t gold
N****s be lyin’, we know they gon’ fold
Perfectin’ our craft, wait for the glow
Nah, I ain’t got

oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (Woo, aye)
I keep a glizzy below
Most of these n****s be hoes
Cap on the net like some hoes
Fuck all that talk I'ma

hold on me 
Told me that n**** be playin'
Got you in deceit
In the backroom give me brain now i'm in her cheeks
Now I'm in her cheeks, got her eatin'

Snab Snab Or S.N.A.B
Snab Snab Snab It's my enemy

The moment I start to feel it it's gone
I'm gonna have to quit, I'm done

Where's my creativity 
What

We on a mile past a hunnit'
Quit with that city talk, we run it 
N****s be hating on you for nothing 
N****s will hate past yo' back like it's

for kicks
You taking these shots and all of you missed
Aye
N**** be swearing they killers
N**** be swearing they dealers
N**** be swearing they hitters

Until D-block hop out let bang
He need detergent 'Cause we leaving stains
I'll f*** his b**** F*** yo Main
Man these n***** better stay in they lane!

I lost a couple my homies
I lost a couple my homies, now I just trap by my lonely
A lot of these n****s be phony, So Ima break bread with my cronies

Dive In It

N***s Be Fake, They Be Counterfeit

Mix-Up The Designer Its Mixy Drip

I Done Drove Thru The City In Foreign Whips

Wit No License The Glizzy

)tan y3n b) Abira
Me ne broski from my hood y3 ny3 baako y3 ky3n mmi3nsa
Wo ka baako a, wadi amia )pem )ha y3 di nfirihyia err
Ehhh eh ehhhhhh

B3rima no

Late night
U be better off
Locking all ur doors


Late night
I be drivinn
Get the cash out
ct the stashouse

Late night
N i be drivin
Drivin all

Came up from nothing now a n—— really stunting 
Came up from nothing now these other n—— be fronting
Came up from nothing got your local club hot

Throw it in the trash It's some Bullshit 
Bitch ate my kids real life Abortion 
Dahmer with the flow chop a N***a in some portions

N***as be acting like

things for me to sing
I don't think that you want to
Look at me differently
So I
I say to you
I'm just your N, B, T
Just you N, B, T
Just you N, B, T
Just

young
Had look up in they eyes
Peep the fake
N everybody wanna be around
Traumatized
See that fie front ya eyes
N**** talkin steady lien
Don't got time

Thes n*ggas be playing they really been talking so I went and bought me a TEC nical
Neighborhood doctor so come get your blessing you know that we

talking show me what that drama bout (F*** talkin n****)
His head be the target if he bring his armor out (Bah bah)
Ain't talking money it ain't nothing

Gettin Busy
Start gettin busy
You gotta watch em
You gotta watch em
You gotta watch em (yah)
These n***** be fake
These n***** ain’t real
So you

Door rawe beya degey jahan'a
Isthaal'o'mahekan'a
Lota'n gappa'n tai gosh dara'n
Be'mayar ba'n tara chara'n
Zind'a hech mabathe'n gham
Malaggi mara

the game is over

Ayo n'bo l'ona b'ekun ba d'ale
Ayo n'bo b'ojo n ro
Ayo n'bo l'ona b'ekun ba d'ale
Ayo n'bo b'ojo n ro

Shebi dem no send us
The street don