I got way too many lives
I done died a hundred times
Tryna find the other side
Now we on the better side
Sold a million souls
Niggas said I sold my soul
Where the money, got my phone
My nigga I gotta go
The truth is naked, I stripped it
The moola romantic, I kiss it
Jewelry wet, face shift
I do what I want, no permission
I do what I want, no permission
I do what I want, no permission
Fuck who I want, I ain't pimping
Cash in my pocket, I'm limping
I do what I want, no permission
This is the money Olympics
I call my niggas my siblings
I call your niggas my bitches
I call Runtown Sprinttown
Me and him run our drip down
I did what you couldn't, you're pissed now
I tell a diamond go Chris Brown
Coca Cola, call her Mazen Gold
Went kamekaze on these motherfuckers
You don't have to like me nigga
I excite me, wish a nigga try me
Go an extra mile for my fucking money
I'mma call my boys, they on bring the noise
I'mma ?, they gon open doors
Let's go power moves
And I run the city, Sago Nasty C
I go me, I'm the one to blame
I'm the one that got the city up
Fuck some commas up, fuck some commas
Now they know whats up
Don't know what you've done
Don't know what the fuck you thought this was
Kicking your door down, no permission though
Influential, presidential, evidential
All is cool by me, run it by me though
We know the loud I'm Lagos city confidential
Nigga like me can never be no coward
I'm all about peace and positivity
'Til that real life shit go down
I'm all about money and miach
I fucked her the first hour
Buy her a purse now
Then I burst in her mouth, dirt shower
You deserve to smile
Permission, sound guard
I got way too many lives
I done died a hundred times
Tryna find the other side
Now we on the better side
Sold a million souls
Niggas said I sold my soul
Where the money, got my phone
My nigga I gotta go
