Letter to B side

Yes yes yur Straight out from Lasgidi men Despite the blow, I still carry my chin up If the client never pay Bro make you cheer up Keep doing waytin you dey do Make sure say you dey bomb Stay hustled up, You no know when E go come I left the hood bossed up with remorse She say I do her wrong And I no show remorse Rudeboy lowkey but my life is so loud I have a vision that someday That my show will be sold out Came out of the trenches No funds just hope Them dey ask for house How the boy go take cope In the industry we got rapper Yes I know, but waytin go happen At the end only God knows Area know say I be threat to the industry Them go make the greatest mistake The day them go indorse me I go expose them you know I no they rubbish I no they wear the Jean if no be from Turkey Im getting it Im getting it Everyday I'm getting it Im grinding Im grinding Everyday I'm grinding for this money For the dough just to make sure I gat dough Everyday I keep on grinding Just to make sure my Mama stays happy Just to make sure Say we no go down low yeah yeh I don too spit the truth, Them suppose find me Them no know where I they So na google them they find me Gimme woods normal rizler No they high me, the street they Pay me respect nobody way they try me That one no mean say Men no they way wan fall me If I loosguard them go dock me When I step in my city we cause chaos Men still they stay clear from All those qiosk, them be no know say I go make it out, same boy way First be studio rat naim they front of mic They cap and my home boys they feel Waytin i they rap, haters they one side They check if na my last dance But I go disappoint them, They don enter one chance like Seyi vibes Make them gimme chance i no they buy 40k loud, make them gimme one ounce