Текст песни
Oh Lord, lord
I'll be tripping over small things and I don't know why
Things might change any moment, I look up in sky
Praise to Allah
Praise to the God
The devil lie
All the bullshit aside
Thanks to the God
Past weeks
Look at me I'm on the winning streak
Rolling through streets
Only power napping ain't no sleep
Defeating enemies
And it ain't only me
God is watching all these
I remember as a kid
Used to be a winner and never cheat
Used to be giver never keep
Problems always raising up the heat
But I stick and move - Apollo Creed
Gridning on a daily like beast
Staying out trouble and police
Ups and downs the life is trampouline
Doesn't fuck me up I'm with my team
Oh Lord, lord
I'll be tripping over small things and I don't know why
Things might change any moment, I look up in sky
Praise to Allah
Praise to the God
The devil lie
All the bullshit aside
Thanks to the God
I can be misunderstood
This ain't no bragging about me living all good
Listen, when I was chilling in cut
I ain't see your face, don't be calling me no bruh
All the hypocrisy around me
Cut it purposely I don't need it
You talkling sweet girl you don't mean it.. i swear
And you can hate me for this
But I don't think that ignorance is bliss
I usually say what I'm thinking about as it is
Appreciated honesty accept it as a gift
Cause lies are poison to the soul
God is watching us all
When all things are going down
We just gotta stand tall
Oh Lord, lord
I'll be tripping over small things and I don't know why
Things might change any moment, I look up in sky
Praise to Allah
Praise to the God
The devil lie
All the bullshit aside
Thanks to the God
