Coming Out Strong
Man on the road, hmm
Been many days, man no dey sleep
Steady dey grind yeah
Oh my God
Been on my grind
You ain't talking about the holes
Every other day we dey on the grind
Man on the road, mmh
Cruising on the Benz, mmh
Mind on the lambo
Cruising on the Benzo
In a high way, ye
I got my mind on the lambo
I left my city with the leg, ohh
Am coming back home with the Benz, ohh
Yeah, with the Benz, ohh
I left my city with the leg, ohh
Am coming right back with the Mercedes
That's all the plan
Making money, mmh mmh
That's all the plan, Yeh, Yeh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
Ask mulla NBA about the plan shit
Making money has always been on the plan
Mama dey for house, ohh
See how far we come now
Her prayer, I swear to god her prayer carry me far
Ohh, ohh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
See mama go down on her knees, she dey steady dey pray
I over Heard her conversation my money go long
She asking God to protect me and give me money
Her pikin don too suffer, had to leave the comfort zone
Mama dey on her knees she dey steady dey pray
Ohh lord give my pikin money
Come from a broken home i already know
Who ever thought that i'm gonna make it far
Mama want to see me one day
I watched you hustling when I was growing up
I just want to rep it up, put food on the table
I watched u hustling when I was growing up
I just wanna rep it up and put food on the table
Carry your ikebe make I put am for the Benzo
U know making money is always on the plan
Yeah, you already know this shit isn't about clout chasing
I do shit from heart and I drop tears in every lyrics
When am recording this song
You can see the pain when u look into my eyes
Na God dey help me out, I got my heart out
Am coming back home with the Benz, ohh
Yeah with the Benz, ohh
I left city with the leg, ohh
I'm coming right back with the Mercedes
That's all the plan
Making money, mmh mmh
That's all the plan, Yeh Yeh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
Ask mulla NBA about the plan shit
Making money that's all I see on the plan
Mama dey for house, ohh
See how far we come now
I pray for her, I swear to god her prayer carry me far
Ohh, ohh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
See mama go down on her knees, she dey steady dey pray
I overheard her conversation my money go long
Say my money go long
My money go long
(Am coming back home with the benz, ohh)
(Ey, with the benz, ohh)
(I left my city with the leg, ohh)
(I'm coming back home with the mercedes)
(That's all the plan)
(Making money mmh, mmh, that's all the)
Been many days, man no dey sleep
Steady dey grind yeah
Oh my God
Been on my grind
You ain't talking about the holes
Every other day we dey on the grind
Man on the road, mmh
Cruising on the Benz, mmh
Mind on the lambo
Cruising on the Benzo
In a high way, ye
I got my mind on the lambo
I left my city with the leg, ohh
Am coming back home with the Benz, ohh
Yeah, with the Benz, ohh
I left my city with the leg, ohh
Am coming right back with the Mercedes
That's all the plan
Making money, mmh mmh
That's all the plan, Yeh, Yeh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
Ask mulla NBA about the plan shit
Making money has always been on the plan
Mama dey for house, ohh
See how far we come now
Her prayer, I swear to god her prayer carry me far
Ohh, ohh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
See mama go down on her knees, she dey steady dey pray
I over Heard her conversation my money go long
She asking God to protect me and give me money
Her pikin don too suffer, had to leave the comfort zone
Mama dey on her knees she dey steady dey pray
Ohh lord give my pikin money
Come from a broken home i already know
Who ever thought that i'm gonna make it far
Mama want to see me one day
I watched you hustling when I was growing up
I just want to rep it up, put food on the table
I watched u hustling when I was growing up
I just wanna rep it up and put food on the table
Carry your ikebe make I put am for the Benzo
U know making money is always on the plan
Yeah, you already know this shit isn't about clout chasing
I do shit from heart and I drop tears in every lyrics
When am recording this song
You can see the pain when u look into my eyes
Na God dey help me out, I got my heart out
Am coming back home with the Benz, ohh
Yeah with the Benz, ohh
I left city with the leg, ohh
I'm coming right back with the Mercedes
That's all the plan
Making money, mmh mmh
That's all the plan, Yeh Yeh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
Ask mulla NBA about the plan shit
Making money that's all I see on the plan
Mama dey for house, ohh
See how far we come now
I pray for her, I swear to god her prayer carry me far
Ohh, ohh
Who dey check, who dey check am?
See mama go down on her knees, she dey steady dey pray
I overheard her conversation my money go long
Say my money go long
My money go long
(Am coming back home with the benz, ohh)
(Ey, with the benz, ohh)
(I left my city with the leg, ohh)
(I'm coming back home with the mercedes)
(That's all the plan)
(Making money mmh, mmh, that's all the)
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