LRC歌词

Mi load up gun as mi walk pan the street
Ah boy tryna **** we then we bast a shot
Show me where the money dey we na here to joke
Show all the workings we na here to brag
I let my pain in and take it in cause I got nobody
I’m never born with the milli
But I’ma die with the milli
Die with the milli
Y3 started pressing from January to December
Ewurade hu y3 mobo
We wanna make it bigger
Home situation no be good
I wanna make it better
I never did drugs I’m always sober
They don’t wanna see a nigga win but every night
I go on knees and I give praises to God
God make I no lose
I’m a trapper tryna make it back home
Set my eyes on the money tryna make it back home

文本歌词

Mi load up gun as mi walk pan the street Ah boy tryna **** we then we bast a shotShow me where the money dey we na here to joke Show all the workings we na here to bragI let my pain in and take it in cause I got nobodyI’m never born with the milliBut I’ma die with the milliDie with the milliY3 started pressing from January to December Ewurade hu y3 moboWe wanna make it bigger Home situation no be good I wanna make it betterI never did drugs I’m always sober They don’t wanna see a nigga win but every nightI go on knees and I give praises to God God make I no loseI’m a trapper tryna make it back home Set my eyes on the money tryna make it back home

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