Pros and Cons (feat. Jed, OG Beats & JonyBeats)
Cheki
In love, but not in-laws, breaking laws
I'm smart enough to know that that's a loss
I know some shit could happen, I'm a prophet
I only ever did it for the profits
She always ask' my money like the pros
I dog her coz she bitchin' to my bros
I had to take some time, I had to process
I told her "Baby trust me, I'm the process"
Niko na list ya ma hit
Na madenge naeza hit
Opps nalipa hitman
Plus ma pros na cons, bitch
I don't pray coz I been sinning bila consent
But I pray the streets don't turn me to a convict
My bro show no remorse juu hana conscience
My gyal live in a bubble, ka' wa Konshens
My tumbler filled with liquor na ma potions
My time is better spent away from nonsense
Would you love me if I had a gun on my hip? (love me)
Just tryin to move slow, smoke the grass and sip (and sip slow)
Lookin' thru the window, you can call me David
Put a giant on the side like I paved it
Would you love me, if I had a gun on my hip? Yea?
Lines in my cup, wine what she sip (come here)
Whine wit' yo' hips
I don't know why you wanna dip
Money on my mind in every minute, every sec
Timeless music make me tick
At times this molly make me sick
It's why I roll a spliff (fuck it)
Blunt on my lips
All my money to the plug saa hii namcall na hajapick
I was always loyal saa hii ndio hao wanaflip
Niko kwa hao, while you think I'm out of tao niki flee
Na count ma thao
It's how I'm sure the crime must still pay
I love how you underestimate me now, si we'll see
I love how, everytime she come around we didn't sleep
I love how she also don't fuck with the crowds, we in sync
She love me now, what if nitoke underground, will she?
Love me if I never make another sound?
Real shit
Na smoke ma loud
Most High juu there's no one above me
I just hope she'll never put no one above me
Would you love me if I had a gun on my hip? (love me)
Just tryin to move slow, smoke the grass and sip (and sip slow)
Lookin' thru the window, you can call me David
Put a giant on the side like I paved it
Would you love me, if I had a gun on my hip?
Yea
In love, but not in-laws, breaking laws
I'm smart enough to know that that's a loss
I know some shit could happen, I'm a prophet
I only ever did it for the profits
She always ask' my money like the pros
I dog her coz she bitchin' to my bros
I had to take some time, I had to process
I told her "Baby trust me, I'm the process"
Niko na list ya ma hit
Na madenge naeza hit
Opps nalipa hitman
Plus ma pros na cons, bitch
I don't pray coz I been sinning bila consent
But I pray the streets don't turn me to a convict
My bro show no remorse juu hana conscience
My gyal live in a bubble, ka' wa Konshens
My tumbler filled with liquor na ma potions
My time is better spent away from nonsense
Would you love me if I had a gun on my hip? (love me)
Just tryin to move slow, smoke the grass and sip (and sip slow)
Lookin' thru the window, you can call me David
Put a giant on the side like I paved it
Would you love me, if I had a gun on my hip? Yea?
Lines in my cup, wine what she sip (come here)
Whine wit' yo' hips
I don't know why you wanna dip
Money on my mind in every minute, every sec
Timeless music make me tick
At times this molly make me sick
It's why I roll a spliff (fuck it)
Blunt on my lips
All my money to the plug saa hii namcall na hajapick
I was always loyal saa hii ndio hao wanaflip
Niko kwa hao, while you think I'm out of tao niki flee
Na count ma thao
It's how I'm sure the crime must still pay
I love how you underestimate me now, si we'll see
I love how, everytime she come around we didn't sleep
I love how she also don't fuck with the crowds, we in sync
She love me now, what if nitoke underground, will she?
Love me if I never make another sound?
Real shit
Na smoke ma loud
Most High juu there's no one above me
I just hope she'll never put no one above me
Would you love me if I had a gun on my hip? (love me)
Just tryin to move slow, smoke the grass and sip (and sip slow)
Lookin' thru the window, you can call me David
Put a giant on the side like I paved it
Would you love me, if I had a gun on my hip?
Yea
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Writer(s): Brian Ogonji
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