Havana
Ogologo ogologo
Check am and see
I be japan follow-come nokia battery
Wey go last for long
That was back when it was granny & son
Mama in the middle tryna make ends meet
I was born faceless
Nobody send me
Even on days when i'm in Giuseppe
Feel very, heavy
Sho get me
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
I want a havana
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
I want a havana
If you ever get to hear the story of my life
This is the part where you cry
This is the part that the thugs don't skip
It's for the masses & snot nosed kids
Scars and tears to front row seats
This' for the niggas wey dey run road trips
Wey go fih ment if you talk "police"
Come talk less, make them hear siren
If you bring a storm in the sea my way
I get pumping, i go manage
Do you know my roots
Do you know my origin
Man, bitter than drink
& i done things a nigga can't say
Father forgive me, i feel a type of way
Pass me lighter, make i dance in the fire
Ogologo ogologo
Check am and see
I be japan follow-come nokia battery
Wey go last for long
That was back when it was granny & son
Mama in the middle tryna make ends meet
I was born faceless
Nobody send me
Even on days when i'm in Giuseppe
Feel very, heavy
Sho get me
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
I want a havana
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
Check am and see
I be japan follow-come nokia battery
Wey go last for long
That was back when it was granny & son
Mama in the middle tryna make ends meet
I was born faceless
Nobody send me
Even on days when i'm in Giuseppe
Feel very, heavy
Sho get me
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
I want a havana
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
I want a havana
If you ever get to hear the story of my life
This is the part where you cry
This is the part that the thugs don't skip
It's for the masses & snot nosed kids
Scars and tears to front row seats
This' for the niggas wey dey run road trips
Wey go fih ment if you talk "police"
Come talk less, make them hear siren
If you bring a storm in the sea my way
I get pumping, i go manage
Do you know my roots
Do you know my origin
Man, bitter than drink
& i done things a nigga can't say
Father forgive me, i feel a type of way
Pass me lighter, make i dance in the fire
Ogologo ogologo
Check am and see
I be japan follow-come nokia battery
Wey go last for long
That was back when it was granny & son
Mama in the middle tryna make ends meet
I was born faceless
Nobody send me
Even on days when i'm in Giuseppe
Feel very, heavy
Sho get me
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
I want a havana
Memories from number 2
I no wan feel that deja vu
Na mama calm man down
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