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The Secret Authentic Gypsy Jazz Way
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Joseph Sekate
Joseph Sekate
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Faisal Ssempebwa
Faisal Ssempebwa
Songwriter

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Stars staring at me Thoughts in my mind, now weighing heavy Contemplation, wonder why I'm not ready I done put in work, miles upon miles on the Chevy I can't tell what they want from a nigga Mean I can't really tell what they want from a nigga Patience, wearing thin, like ass in tight jeans I can't tell what they want from me Ssi kapapula but odds are imma win the lottery I'm betting on myself while everybody's busy doubting me Graduated early and refused to take a salary Foresight to know I'd never fly in this economy Story of success you ask me to be a notary In exchange you offer a slice of charity Funa akakubezaawo ebyo nedda byali bya luli I'm onto bigger things I'm charged up, battery Martin Luther dreams I'm in need of sleep time I been sowing green seeds nothing left for refunds Watering the money trees I been going so hard Got my friends asking me, when am I down for real fun I donno, not really while my ass is still inside this boat Okukuba enkasi paka ku mwalo ye mission gyendiko Still the captain working 16 hours since I was 24 Somebody go tell PRO that I am ready to go Money I got none, maybe sprinkle some clout on it I can't tell what they want from me, what they want from me I am not gold, certified plat is nice on it I can't tell what they want from me, what they want from me Baby got ass, maybe she can let me bounce on it I can't tell what they want from me, what they want from me I'on even smoke, I'm afraid that shit is bad for me I can't tell what they want from me Look You see, this world would have been a better place But the way that some people just do things is got me wondering "How do you think? Fucks going on in your little brain?" And this verse (God) Is a huge chance for me to let it out In little space of a minute or less to say things I've been holding for a decade "ok" I'll give to you straight, imma make sure your balls sweat Imma make sure you all hate The day you decided to start racing with me Thinking that we are gonna be sworn enemies But I got a way better strategy I'm keeping you closer to me Sheesh I ain't go drop bars but imma make sure you fall drunk when I drop a hot verse about all the shit that I bottled up en I ain't Gon press pause, all I needed was a kick start en I'm going so hard on this till wheels fall off And they run up on you on a pavement Yeah, my thoughts are a little crazy But I thank God that they made me Coz I ain't nothing like the rest of these I think out of the damn box I'm the 20th century fox Get your 3D glasses and watch the sheep's skin get peeled off coz Money I got none, maybe sprinkle some clout on it I can't tell what they want from me, what they want from me Baby got ass maybe she can let me bounce on it I can't tell what they want from me, what they want from me I'on even smoke I'm afraid that ish is bad for me I can't tell what they want from me, what they want from me That's why this world would've been a better place If everybody had toothpaste So I can tell that you're not for me when you smile for me
Writer(s): Faisal Ssempebwa, Joseph Sekate Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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