Lyrics:
Howfar
Ha na acho zi m so far
Cuz Oluwa Dey run am very fast
ChiDIMMA ChiDIMMA ChiDIMMA
I dy give God the glory oo
ChiDIMMA ChiDIMMA ChiDIMMA
I dy give
the streets with my bros
'Cause I can’t stand another minute in this home
Cars speed by as we throw rocks
Next thing we know, we’re being chased by the cops
na na
Goodbye
By age 21 I was popping pills
With a tall Greek man who went by Will
With my life sinking low I could only turn to getting high
Now
stressed, vex and retire
Loosing sleep making profits na the streets be my office
How I came up from nothing now a boss pushing buttons
Its my cross its my
do przodu gna
Tu gdzie człowiek plus stres jak brat z bratem razem
Gdzie street, rap z przekazem, gdzie na twarzy mam skazę
Nieuczciwy skurwysyn nie
Work
I Send ‘Em Flying, They Lyin Like Sabertooths
I’m An Asshole By Nature But Never Be-Trae The Truth
Jitna Chahe, Kar Na Paye, I Come In And Slay
bother
Picking up this pen and paper
Despite the pain wey I
Don encounter
Shay na because I
No wan fall hand
Or na based on personal glory and dumb agendas
oooh... Olisa menum Amara oooh.... Street puloapo oooh.... Oburu ogu nne na abara nwaya. Na m atugo olu, na m ebillgo mgbada olisa meziram aza oooh....
the street
See the glory
Of the royal scam
They are hounded down
To the bottom of a bad town
Amid the ruins
Where they learn to fear
An angry
Cause I know one day
All my pain will turn to story
You're taking me higher
From glory to glory
You're taking me higher
From glory to glory
Oh na na na na
Declare you glory
Declare you glory
Glory
Go before me
Demons they scatter
There is no other
You are my King
Oh na na
Go before me
Not by my strength oh
loss that's a true story
Young boy fell in love with the street life
Can't take no back chat
Kept our circle real tight
An now my niggas at the top
We
no pass me by
Shine your light
On the street boy
You've done it for a lot of people
What of this boy
The hustle for the street
Na all man for himself
Jeka! Ja pepe
Owens Leo .. Agian is MMMG
White man
Sometimes I Dey tired like say I no Dey
Sometimes I no chop o hmm
Still on the street
Hustle
in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
For you rappers, I carry
in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
For you rappers, I carry
Kimmich (true)
The streets are cold
Guarantee to fold (facts)
Glory got the hot drop
Glory got the hot bop (yeah)
Blasting in your droptop
Glory make
Na Street no so na meko me college
99 laws
Step on my Air Force
Na metwa wo damage
S3 emu ny3 koraa we still dey manage
Keep pushing
Mese y3 try na
przesądy utopie nawet papier
Pamiętaj ja chce chcieć to zawsze móc i powiem to
Znowu stojąc na rozstaju dróg jeden Bóg da mi wiarę
Nawet tej nocy by móc
down the street, street in my '64
Yeah, na stole jídlo
Neruš mě, more, jestli nenesеš příbor
Poslední rok jsem prožil jak Stevе-O
Dejte mi beat, na něm
boy from the streets
Tryna find bread and my cheese
You can’t take my Energy
Guided by Your Grace
Surrounded by your Glory
In you I Found my place
don't know us
Vision eighty-eight kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Runnin' illegal
photos
Them no know wetyn a man de face
For the ghetto wey i grow all man for himself
And the lyrics wey de reign life na turn by turn
Everybody just de
You don't know a thing about our story, tell it wrong all the time (time)
Don't know a thing about our glory, wanna steal my baby's shine (shine)
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