letra de ptsd (full original one) - hugo p
minding my buissness
no friends no stress
onye ma obi men
fear only bullet
i see n-ggers pull n-ggers down for fear of success
no love in the street nwanne cain gbulu abel
why you hating bro
ochi na iru but obigi na eji ka charcoal
they see me suffer but still cho ibuye nwoke overload
this n-ggers fake nwanne gwa ndia to leave me alone (yeah
on my lane bu so work work
get the money nwanne f-ck love
no be say na mbuya na isi i tried but it got me f-cked up
ogbe sim keep your head up
problems no na line up
mentally stressed i put my life ongod
you know a n-gga was broke
i remember the insults and the heartbreak on the road
no hope had to sell dope just to get me a phone
i was pleading for love there got me feeling all alone
my fans told me keep going
and late night in the studio nwanne all my pain i be spilling
i pray to god and i k!ll them all muna my guys be winning
keep grinding till nleka asim free me (sim free me
ongod is a new level
new level a new devil
time to eat in a bigger table
break the law and shame devil
no cap ha man quench wuu my fire
(nwanne kpoo police
on the go ifu men pia tire
chorus
tell my n-gga stay woke
n-gga came for the money heads up we on a roll
flexing on this haters
i hold it down for my n-ggers
i go hard no days off i pray we make it bigger
nwa focus on your paper
no see any hater
only you dey for you swear this n-ggers fakers
i pray for cha
and for the wrong i pray that jah forgive
we keep it real and we keep it raw
win or win mpa never draw
they pray i fall
but am going up mpa to the top i will never crawl ( going up to the top )
2nd verse
the goat
am here to change game f-ck the cap ejim the cold
i told my dad am gonna make him proud i will break the yoke
that’s why am grinding all day plotting on this cha you know
to make music and make money is the only thing i know
adim e reason di gi
i work hard i dey pray and money dey flow ka mmiri
zuru di game ka deri
achupado ya na nderi
i stay fly with my dawgs and this game we be k!lling
i was on my last i was going hard mpa buckle up anya na di bag
don’t give a f-ck only money talk
adim geed up i can never fall
put the flex on me
and for the hating no need
ofu onye adi anụ ụda egbe my time don reach
hook
tell my n-gga stay woke
n-gga came for the money heads up we on a roll
flexing on this haters
i hold it down for my n-ggers
i go hard no days off i pray we make it bigger
nwa focus on your paper
no see any hater
only you dey for you swear this n-gga fakers
i pray for cha
and for the wrong i pray that jah forgive
we keep it real and we keep it raw
win or win mpa never draw
they pray i fall
but am going up mpa to the top i will never crawl ( going up to the top )
on my lane bu so work work
get the money nwanne f-ck love
no be say na mbuya na isi i tried but it got me f-cked up
ogbe sim keep your head up
problems no na line up
mentally stressed i put my life ongod
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