Ganja Farmer
No I can't forgive em
From AM to PM
Your girl up in my dms
No i cannot see em
Yo up in my dms
Break the law get use to it
I've had a pretty rough day
Money is not coming my way
Man I've got too many bills to pay
And my girlfriend She just spat in my Face
Popo trying to do something on a Friday
While my niggas doing 80 on the Highway
I pray for grace
Lord change my case
My life my base
My life my base
Pass me the blunt me afi chill
I swear i can't find my balance
In my zone just be real
Mans not swerving
Mans not stalling
Pass me the blunt me afi chill
I swear i can't find my balance
In my zone just be real
Mans not swerving
Mans not stalling
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Omo gimme space
You cannot take what I take
You cannot chase what I chase
Chains on the boy like a slave
Richard Milles nothing less
For now I'm rocking Pateks
Chop but steady making bread
Trap and steady baking bread
My nigga
My nigga ready to take trips yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah
Call up on the jet yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Stacking up the bread yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Chopper that be prepped yeah yeah
For you lames
Rappers de fear no one de near
Stand clear from the chair or you Niggas fighting a bear
Going without sleep make me act like I don't care nigga
Way too much money gonna flow This year
Cause happiness cost a Lambo
Why these niggas rapping like they All packing Amo
I just want to trap
These streets military no Camo
Look at me I'm flexing yeah I'm flexing Pop my arms up
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
No I can't forgive em
From AM to PM
Your girl up in my dms
No i cannot see em
Yo up in my dms
Break the law get use to it
From AM to PM
Your girl up in my dms
No i cannot see em
Yo up in my dms
Break the law get use to it
I've had a pretty rough day
Money is not coming my way
Man I've got too many bills to pay
And my girlfriend She just spat in my Face
Popo trying to do something on a Friday
While my niggas doing 80 on the Highway
I pray for grace
Lord change my case
My life my base
My life my base
Pass me the blunt me afi chill
I swear i can't find my balance
In my zone just be real
Mans not swerving
Mans not stalling
Pass me the blunt me afi chill
I swear i can't find my balance
In my zone just be real
Mans not swerving
Mans not stalling
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Omo gimme space
You cannot take what I take
You cannot chase what I chase
Chains on the boy like a slave
Richard Milles nothing less
For now I'm rocking Pateks
Chop but steady making bread
Trap and steady baking bread
My nigga
My nigga ready to take trips yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah
Call up on the jet yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Stacking up the bread yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Chopper that be prepped yeah yeah
For you lames
Rappers de fear no one de near
Stand clear from the chair or you Niggas fighting a bear
Going without sleep make me act like I don't care nigga
Way too much money gonna flow This year
Cause happiness cost a Lambo
Why these niggas rapping like they All packing Amo
I just want to trap
These streets military no Camo
Look at me I'm flexing yeah I'm flexing Pop my arms up
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Ganja farmer
From Kingston to Abuja
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
Yayahoze ina mi yard
I dey with them boys we afi trap
No I can't forgive em
From AM to PM
Your girl up in my dms
No i cannot see em
Yo up in my dms
Break the law get use to it
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Writer(s): Mansa Musah
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