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Yeah
Stylo
Elifa
Aint no worries bro I got ma hustle.
Started of slim but i finally get to show ma muscle.
The devil keep on hating tryna bring me down.
Said she don’t love well guess who’s saying she wants me now.
Now she throwing hands up in the crowd.
I made it.
Looking at myself in the mirror I made it.
Faking just to get these hoes admit it.
Faking to ur peers these boys are wicked.
Stomping on these fake ass niqqas like stickers.
Nothing looks the same still aint got not worries.
Brother got tears from the wrong life he’s chosen.
Just like we dont talk we just motherfucking live it.
This city got a lock me den Elifa bout to break it.
Conman conman conman conman conman.
Menua wei ny3 3bro finessing niqqas out of big racks.
I cashed out 50 racks and I’m splitting that shit with ma comrades.
Build yourself up get your mans up thats the fucking slogan.
Whole lotta talking but you see boys then you do the big dash.
Came out the trenches but u talk ah boys say e b big cap.
He cut ihn girl off sake of squad dey eat am like some custard.
What u dey expect that b the same girl wey u snatch from another
Aint no worries aint no worries bro
Aint no worries aint no worries bro
Aint no worries aint no worries bro
Aint no worries aint no worries bro
Preacher saying change cos this game can be so addictive.
Even though I wanna change ask urself who’s gonna feed ma family.
This wont justify a thing I know they hurt and I wish could stop it.
I just realized its the same I keep coming back like a fucking orbit.
Ain’t no worries
For ma family ain’t no worries
For the money ain’t no dulling
On the grind there ain’t no falling
Elevate from your sad stories
Better shake off the lies and tollies
On the sand of milk and honey
Government made it land of zombies
Can’t even trust alotta ma Hommies
I promise an honour to be faithful and loyal to evil
Never going back to former I’m tired of feeling feeble
They push me up to the Corner imma pass through the eye of the needle
I know sey abi sinner ebi people wey dey make people
Super saying against ma enemies
One man army ain’t not broly
I don’t trust that shit you told me
Ain’t no shift wey go fit to fold me
On the street where nobody know thee
Got the gift that only show me
The way not to become a normie
If ih dey pain you ony3 aye sorrmi
udey claim …stop talking phony
Piece of grain caught acting corny
Ain’t really worried about nothing
But boys them think abi lacking
Of nothing you think is something
See no harm (ham) when you put a thought in (totten)
You flop we go show fucken
Jam on this beat with the heat unpacking
