Nothing 2 Me

Ayo Wayne, you might be a mother fucking genius

Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high

R.I.P. YT he wasn't supposed to die
Now you all up in the sky
Now you all up in the sky
What am I supposed to do when I was never taught to cry
Yes I hold my head up high
All I see is dollar signs
Nikes all up in my checks
I feel like the poltergeist
You can feel it in your soul
Told you look me in my eyes
Wealthy all up on my clothes
I am not afraid to fly

They will not deceive my eyes
They will not deceive my eyes

I feel like the poltergeist
I feel like the poltergeist
I feel like the ahh I feel like the

They saying ignorance is bliss what kind of ignorance is this
You take the words straight out my mouth my dick be making her do splits
Singing

Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high

Cigarette ashes I'm smoking backwards I'm backless
I blossom out of the ashes I'm seeing three of myself damn
I'm never lacking I'm always one to keep packing
I'm grabbing dimes for the matches we spark it up then we out zoom

I know we talking bout alter egos and I'm where he is
And he's where she goes the heavens quiet so light the matches
And start the fire lets see where we go
I know we talking bout alter egos and I'm where he is
And he's where she goes the heavens quiet so light the matches
And start the fire i'm singing

Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high
Praise to the most high

They will not deceive my eyes
They will not deceive my eyes

I am not afraid to fly
I am not afraid to fly

R.I.P. Yt he wasn't supposed to die
Now you all up in the sky
Now you all up in the sky

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Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Lawrence Jr
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