Make It Live (Bonus Track)
Scrr scrr scrr scrr scrrr
Parlour boyz in the building!
Yeah
Move out my way
Get out my ride
Don't wanna fight niggas
I let it slide, I let it
I put this shit in your memories
Crossing off all my enemies
10 of you is like 1 of me
God flow like the Seven Seas
Smoke kush as a remedy
Kill shit like i'm Kenedy
If you're cooking I'm the recipe
Make money from my melodies
Do this all to get a name
For the love of the game
Build this up from a grain
Like a child from the brain oh eyy
Chillwave, yeah, it's all wavy
No bae, but a... so Jay-Z
Congratulate me, no envy
No I.D., no entry
Move out the way, make it slide
Move out the way, move out the way
Make it glide
Make it live, make it live
Make it live, make it live
Move out the way
My ego awake my niggas be showing the way, showing the way yeah
She said you look jobless
I give her the money she looking at me with a love face, love face, yeah
She walking away now
What do you want? Let me serve you like a waiter, waiter
I no get the tip though
I'm fucking for free I no dey pay any bitch tho, bitch tho
Yeah get it straight, she make noise
Edit it, yeah delete am
Who she be, BJ asked
Yasir knew, all the while
Move out the way, make it slide
Move out the way, move out the way
Make it glide
Make it live, make it live
Make it live, make it live
Parlour boyz in the building!
Yeah
Move out my way
Get out my ride
Don't wanna fight niggas
I let it slide, I let it
I put this shit in your memories
Crossing off all my enemies
10 of you is like 1 of me
God flow like the Seven Seas
Smoke kush as a remedy
Kill shit like i'm Kenedy
If you're cooking I'm the recipe
Make money from my melodies
Do this all to get a name
For the love of the game
Build this up from a grain
Like a child from the brain oh eyy
Chillwave, yeah, it's all wavy
No bae, but a... so Jay-Z
Congratulate me, no envy
No I.D., no entry
Move out the way, make it slide
Move out the way, move out the way
Make it glide
Make it live, make it live
Make it live, make it live
Move out the way
My ego awake my niggas be showing the way, showing the way yeah
She said you look jobless
I give her the money she looking at me with a love face, love face, yeah
She walking away now
What do you want? Let me serve you like a waiter, waiter
I no get the tip though
I'm fucking for free I no dey pay any bitch tho, bitch tho
Yeah get it straight, she make noise
Edit it, yeah delete am
Who she be, BJ asked
Yasir knew, all the while
Move out the way, make it slide
Move out the way, move out the way
Make it glide
Make it live, make it live
Make it live, make it live
Credits
Writer(s): Yasir Biobaku
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