The Orchestra
Came from far but we came from grace
We don't know where we going
But y3de vim we gon get the paper
You don't know what I seen or
The place I've been
I get squad and fam wey depend on me
So I'm all alone I dey think about my future
Lemme just
Wonder if ego better for best
I got a letter from west
He said for better for worst
He said, (For better for west he said)
My brother is fed up with stress
His family and friends
They no wan settle for less
We understand now
I'm not here to pretend
Who never fokop wey fokop
I'm half man half amazing
Yo Bitch wan turn up
I'm not supposed to be seen but
I took the mask off
Abrabc de3 saa wogye nipa di aa wonko na eda wo soc
Once you get money now them chicks wanna cat walk
Once you get money now them chicks wanna cap
RIP to the bros the we lost this is painful
Counting all the days that I'm grateful
Praying for the favor
I dey grind for the paper
Mind of mi hater
Holl up dear lord it's me again
I slide into your dms like a hooligan
Many did happen back then but I think we' still friends
Cos swears on twin I ain't goin back again
Random platinum from a feature
Man that's just too raw
No mangnum it's just me on this song
Tryna fuck shit up
It's way easier how I come up with these bars
I think I'm Benny's son
Even if I fucked up, sheriff did first so
Pay a leverage for saying my name
You them type of niggas that say it in vain
You them niggas that be in my lain
But with my whole crew you gon feel the pain
Game ain't no game we just ain't same
They say many are called but a few are chosen
Over here is many adored but a few are willing
We just profile them and put em in pictures
Say a word and you gon end up in prison
We keep grindin we don't check what we gettin
I'm too dark I don't come out at night
You ain't gon see shit till I shine my eye bright
It's complicated how I got jumped last night
But it was a fair fight
Highlight the plight of my success
It's like ironing my polo shirt backwards
Did you get it? Nahh y'all shallow minded
Wait I guess I'm thinking backwards
There's no way I really said that
It's like I leaked my address
Sometimes I call my bestie for sweet sex
The hate on the streets so intense
Man I been breaking the records
Getting all these Niggas jealous
How we stay lowkey so fuckin zealous
This like the fast and furious
Alhamduillah
Bless my homies
Mashallah we gon get there
Believe me
Nyame se y3 mer3 so na aso
Ain't no prejudice
Man I been in fool's world
Live life cos is too short
Thinking bout all cool gangs that I never joined
They was too cold
All these men's ain't that real
Let em talk what they all feel
After that we gon pay bills
But I'm so broke Im finna chill
Lotta mans ain't got none
But the pressure gon lift you up
We was selling the kush bags
But the popo kinda spoiled the fun
LA palm trees having fun in miami
They all questioning how I'm crossing these boundaries
Gotta get on the road to feed my family
Happy belated birthday to my lost homie
I'm sorry
We don't know where we going
But y3de vim we gon get the paper
You don't know what I seen or
The place I've been
I get squad and fam wey depend on me
So I'm all alone I dey think about my future
Lemme just
Wonder if ego better for best
I got a letter from west
He said for better for worst
He said, (For better for west he said)
My brother is fed up with stress
His family and friends
They no wan settle for less
We understand now
I'm not here to pretend
Who never fokop wey fokop
I'm half man half amazing
Yo Bitch wan turn up
I'm not supposed to be seen but
I took the mask off
Abrabc de3 saa wogye nipa di aa wonko na eda wo soc
Once you get money now them chicks wanna cat walk
Once you get money now them chicks wanna cap
RIP to the bros the we lost this is painful
Counting all the days that I'm grateful
Praying for the favor
I dey grind for the paper
Mind of mi hater
Holl up dear lord it's me again
I slide into your dms like a hooligan
Many did happen back then but I think we' still friends
Cos swears on twin I ain't goin back again
Random platinum from a feature
Man that's just too raw
No mangnum it's just me on this song
Tryna fuck shit up
It's way easier how I come up with these bars
I think I'm Benny's son
Even if I fucked up, sheriff did first so
Pay a leverage for saying my name
You them type of niggas that say it in vain
You them niggas that be in my lain
But with my whole crew you gon feel the pain
Game ain't no game we just ain't same
They say many are called but a few are chosen
Over here is many adored but a few are willing
We just profile them and put em in pictures
Say a word and you gon end up in prison
We keep grindin we don't check what we gettin
I'm too dark I don't come out at night
You ain't gon see shit till I shine my eye bright
It's complicated how I got jumped last night
But it was a fair fight
Highlight the plight of my success
It's like ironing my polo shirt backwards
Did you get it? Nahh y'all shallow minded
Wait I guess I'm thinking backwards
There's no way I really said that
It's like I leaked my address
Sometimes I call my bestie for sweet sex
The hate on the streets so intense
Man I been breaking the records
Getting all these Niggas jealous
How we stay lowkey so fuckin zealous
This like the fast and furious
Alhamduillah
Bless my homies
Mashallah we gon get there
Believe me
Nyame se y3 mer3 so na aso
Ain't no prejudice
Man I been in fool's world
Live life cos is too short
Thinking bout all cool gangs that I never joined
They was too cold
All these men's ain't that real
Let em talk what they all feel
After that we gon pay bills
But I'm so broke Im finna chill
Lotta mans ain't got none
But the pressure gon lift you up
We was selling the kush bags
But the popo kinda spoiled the fun
LA palm trees having fun in miami
They all questioning how I'm crossing these boundaries
Gotta get on the road to feed my family
Happy belated birthday to my lost homie
I'm sorry
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Writer(s): Jeremiah Aduo
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