Letras
Hear me out
I've been on my grind and it's not even easy to live this life
So many times
Wey I no go chop sleep wey I go dey find Garri to cool my mind
Cool my mind
Grrr Yeah
Now mo ti n'lowo now mo ti fresh
Now everybody out here wanna be my friend
Won mo ni nigboro because I've been getting check
And everywhere I enter I dey like to show myself
They love it that I'm popping bad boy saucing
Swag so lethal it might put you in a coffin
All night long I've been dealing with dem commas
My problems I've been tryna overcome them
Pull up to the streets everybody freeze
Bro all these bitches be wanting a pic
Bro better tell them to suck on my dick
Because I ain't got no time to be posing for pic
All about mula, brain full of dollars
Bag full of dollars aye mi ti dara
While you be thinking I'm smooching your daughter
Sir I'm so sorry I'm fucking up commas
Bro I done suffer it's time to retire
Watch how I did it I'm fresh out the gutter
Flexing my life while I'm bingeing on liquor
Thankful for life and I'm proud of my niggas
Everywhere stew Modupe oluwa
Ti ko ba s'ewo ni bo ni mio bawa
All I can say is seven Hallelujah
Mo m'ope wa Jesu mo tu rababa
Shebi na you give me Gucci and Prada
Saved me so many times I no fit count am
Iwo l'on je kinma hot kinma para
Steady be getting the guap I got mula
You already know Kontrovasi na baller
Celebrate with all my guys it's a full house
Celebrate with all my guys on the penthouse
If you not loving my squad you should get out yeah
Yo like for real these niggas be asking me how I do it
How I write songs you know pull up shows and all that shit
This what I tell them... Listen yeah
I hustle hard so my wrist can go brazy
I put in work so my crown can come golden
Only a broke nigga uses a wallet
When you hella rich there's a way I can tell it