For the Kulture

Sorry, took me couple of days to check your shit out,
My nigga, I got so many people hitting me Up all the time
To check their shit out, but em
I think you and me gotta do some work together
I'm sure, Have you traveled overseas?
Cos' errm, we gotta chop it up,
Let me talk to my business partner, and see errm
Maybe we can do a little tour for you
Send me some more shit,
Have you got the video what I want to see is the video

No matter who's telling it a lie would never be true
And black would never be blue
I wear my crown like a king, tell me why I shouldn't rule
I mean, I paid all my dues
I did the needed sacrifices left my weakness for fools
I signed a blood pact with patience, fell in love with the grind
Had a marriage with persistence no other lover could mind
I weave my feelings like cotton
Wear my heart on my sleeves
This game did cut me open
It takes and sometimes it gives
Sometimes my vision is dying
But my passion still lives
My desire still breathes
And my daughter still cackles telling me to believe
And that is all that I need and then
I pray I'm able to get all she needs
Let's go follow me to the precipice
Edge of the world and you know I'm obsessed with this
Take away my troubles nigga give me peace
To chase away my demons nigga gimme Beats

Man I gats blow,
Man I gats blow cos when I come around they gats to know
Man I gats blow cos he don tey wey man dey grind
They say I'm changing cos they're used to the old me
Evolving, steadily I'm shedding my old skin

But ekiti is where my major root is
Green blood in me
Mhen I'm a true blood really,
Coasting on Godfeeling, stacking Millie on millie,
I've got demons in me they in love with sinning
I've got demons in me, they obsessed with winning
Y'OFADA these niggas wan pour sand for my RICE
I'm off the MARKET on God they no fit see me PRICE
WAZOBIA that's why I make their girls CUM THRICE
Go check my old singles my G,they still blast from the past
They thought I was gone (gun) nigga I'm a time bomb
I'm a hurricane swears i'm a cyclone
Mo ni punchlines mo de'n ryhme gan
Rap brought a contract MO mu pen mo de sign lo

All eyes(Is) on me like say I hide the remaining VOWELS
Flow well, lyrical psycho because I no well
I flow expensive,they can't afford me man they low-end
Bars on golden bars like I flew them in from Dubai
I just dey style the game check out my lyrical designs
Bars on bars like a two storeyed beer parlour
They forming gangsta but for real life wan man sa lo
To numb out my pains I used to do pills
But momma told me to quit cos that shit kills
If I don't take care of the game tell me who will
WordSMITH IN PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS who?
WILL?
Ride or die me and the game gon be for life
Ain't bothered about fame it's good music for life
Industry cake God knows I deserve a big slice
DOUBLE 6 sure bi n pe mo fi owo tan SIN so DICE

Aii ma nigga what's popping up tho man for real for real,
I already spoken to my home boys you see what we gat to do now,
See what my business partner is willing to do.
He heard your music you know when,
He doesn't mind your music he says it's pretty cool but the
Biggest thing is you gotta get your instagram followers bruh



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Ajayi
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