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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kahlil Jayasuriya
Songwriter
Anthony Barnett Britten
Songwriter
Lyrics
Show you how a winner rocking
Swear I keep it solid
Real lavish I'm mainey I blow em out the water
I ain't catching your misses if you can't hit the target
You complaining to much so baby beg your pardon
Oowwee - I'm out my body yeah I'm super charging
A hunnit - percent dumb I go so dam retarded
Had to pop in they function, just to get it started
Keep making this music don't care these record charting
I'm just living for the village help my people farther
(Farther)
Put on for the ones I call mom and call father
I pray I find a good woman to give me a daughter
Karate chop it if it's fake tho sayonara
These just the thoughts of a elevated gentleman
Thuggish and ruggish with the way i lend these helping hand
Keep grinding till I touch a whole akridge of land
This for them real soldiers that gone do the most
Grinding from the corner till we coast to coast
Lets have a real boss meet up yeah lets have a toast
And then get back to grinding (Yaaayyy yaaayy)
Im on a island and smiling cause its all okay
Fill up the duffles yeah we did it and we made the play
I aint begging for they pity I don't need no raise
This a thugged out hustlas holiday
Where my real go getting niggas at
(Where they at)
Probably tucked off somewhere off the map
We do a lil this and a lil that
Find me in the cut running up a bag
You could catch me posted I be with the real ones
Select few solid ones and we all building
(Yes yes I)
Different type of dreams sky scraper vision
Run these pennies up till we check a million
How you winning but your fam don't know (Don't know)
If you all alone then what do you do this for
(You ain't living if you living like that)
This for them real soldiers that gone do the most
Grinding from the corner till we coast to coast
Lets have a real boss meet up yeah lets have a toast
And then get back to grinding (Yaaayyy yaaayy)
Im on a island and smiling cause its all okay
Fill up the duffles yeah we did it and we made the play
I aint begging for they pity I don't need no raise
This a thugged out hustlas holiday
Writer(s): Kahlil Jayasuriya
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