+234 (Daily Paper)

Yo
+234

I know these p---y n----s hate on me cus
Mans just mans just out here being diligent and that
But yo

I know they hate cus I'm famous
I know they hate cus I'm
Yeah yeah

Look
I know they hate that im famous
I know they hate cus im blessed
Starboy I make daily paper
Go home take smoke to the chest
You ain't ever been shot with a vest
Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest
What a bad b looking at me for
Might whip out the +234
I know they hate that im famous
I know they hate cus im blessed
Starboy I make daily paper
Go home take smoke to the chest
You ain't ever been shot with a vest
Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest
What a bad b looking at me for
Might whip out the +234

Might whip out the number
About time that I levelled up levelled up
I took off the bumper
And I told them that I levelled up levelled up
And they said what the bumba yo
And I just had to let that go
No sleep no slumber
Bad b and im taking her under yo

There's a lot to be told but the truth like gold
Counterfeits like the souls I sold
I went back to the ville a pro
From inside like a n---a dipped in gold
Through the peace sign then a n---a duck and roll
Twist and roll
Grind and roll
My girl don't even gotta roll no more
Told the show I ain't even gonna show no more

My bro said he got the keys to basement (Have you got that)
Yo bun that, keys to the greatness (Yo bun that)
Yo run that, run me the payment
Transport cali like Jason Statham
My man don't smoke
But he do toke opps on the block on a daily basis
And I swear it's no joke
Go splash up your folks if I do get time I'd face it

And if man gets broke i-
Yo and if man gets broke
Amma have to put your ting on a pencil ting
And just erase it
And go yard just to touch up your lady
And go yard when them n----s try pay me
Ive been fucking up lately
I took a bad b put her in Mercedes
I took a sane bitch made her go crazy had her like

I know they hate that im famous
I know they hate cus im blessed
Starboy I make daily paper
Go home take smoke to the chest
You ain't ever been shot with a vest
Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest
What a bad b looking at me for
Might whip out the +234
I know they hate that im famous
I know they hate cus im blessed
Starboy I make daily paper
Go home take smoke to the chest
You ain't ever been shot with a vest
Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest
What a bad b looking at me for
Might whip out the +234



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Writer(s): Oluwatimilehin Ogundipe, Nicholas Ihua Maduenyi
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