[Verse 1]
Young D-i,M-E,that S salutary for my gs
cos nowadays everybody gotta dream,but about 90 percent only chase it in they sleep
so that 10;we bout 5 of it,Dada cocaine, David j,rap records
team so big nobody come second,cos they ain't never leave that game even for a second,steady stepping
we cutting cake but its nothing like a birthday
you boys still saying that they rap?what band aids?
we packing heat like Ibadan on a Sunday,boys wey broke pass pidgin kon dey hide face
in that case,i told your girl to come to my place
play some drake,then i show her how i gyrate
and if dey hating omo show me where the yawa dey
i burna the boy tryna run my race
e go do you like movie,get your brain bussing but its nothing like Lucy
dd that's spooky,and they ain't clue at what to doo ...scooby.
[Hook]
I know they hate ,but its all good,
pop a bottle everyday,so its all good,
Got uthy on the beat so the meal cooked
now lemme hear you say that its all goood
Its all good,tell'em thats its good
even they hate they know its all good
i got love for my team
And your girlfriend a freak,
so they know that its all good
[Verse 2]
So what you really on boy,
You get mouth die,whats wrong boy?
Abi cat chop your tongue boy?
Or you shook cos yu see me and a convoy?
Your all safe we fixing no broke no boys
From AM to PM,tryna make a millian boy,
You can call up christina,
The Dream came free,chase got you in a beamer,you cant see me i'm on my john cena,and your girl wanna ring,like say i be wrestler,cos Na me she last ride, undertaker
,it's all good none but love for my haters
getting charge on a low,these bars i got plenty more,its x-sounds all day till I X brah
mess around and get slain brah,i put a real set of g on the radar
[Hook]
[Outro]
Artist: Count The Stars
Artist: Classified
Artist: Tex Beneke