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1Take (Naija To London)

 

1Take (Naija To London)


From the Casio to the Rollie
No brands to the Stoney
From the bus to the Porsche
So can't you ever tell a nigga 'bout sauce, nah, nah
From the Casio to the Rollie
Wear no brands to the Stoney
From the bus to the Porsche
So can't you ever tell a nigga 'bout sauce

Thank God for the change, Amen
Man, so much shit has changed, yeah
I thank God for helping us get here
Without you, I swear I'd be no where
Thank God for the change, Amen
Man, so much shit has changed, yeah
I thank God for helping us get here
Without you, I swear I'd be no where

Came to the country and my mom was homeless
That's why I grind so hard, in case you didn't notice
So I had to focus, camera lights and show biz
Stacking bread like Hovis, you already know this
I'm grinding for the big fat checks, no change
I'm 'bout to put my mama in a whip and it's a Range
The only time I focus on a chick is when she giving a nigga the good brain

Mommy came from Naija to London
She don't get it easy where she come from
She came here to live a better life
That's why I'm married to the money, that's my fucking wife
Ain't no one in the room that can test me
Married to the money, that's my bestie
I do the grind for my mama
So I stack the pounds, the euros, and the dollar, yeah

Say the weather's bipolar
How the streets only get colder
And we're all getting older, but some don't make it like soldiers
All these gangs are beefing, what over?
I can't wait till this beef thing is over
Because your mom didn't come here to see her son on the road
And no one gives a fuck about the tools you hold
If that's what you wanted, you should've said back then
And bro, I guarantee she would've left you back home, yeah, yeah
Sweet mother, I no gon' forget you
For all the suffer that you suffer for me
Overtime, you working 9 to 9 for supper for me
But things have changed, and you deserve something from me
And I think paying back your mama is the biggest respect
I have a Rollie and a whip, bro, that's a way bigger flex
Just to see your mama smiling with a watch all full of diamonds
What she want, you know I'm buying
Yeah, I'm buying, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Thank God for the change, Amen
Man, so much shit has changed, yeah
I thank God for helping us get here
Without you, I swear I'd be no where
Thank God for the change, Amen
Man, so much shit has changed, yeah
I thank God for helping us get here
Without you, I swear I'd be no where

From never to the try-outs, man, it's crazy how the shit's changed
Used to ride the bus and now I'm riding in a big Range
We ain't ever static, fully automatic
We was moving forward, you will never see the gear change, skrrt
Gucci on my collar and my shoe, on my shirt
Bad B like Rihanna when she work, work, work
She listen when I tell her take it off
'Cause she know my pockets fatter than Charlie Sloth
Chubby, chubby, now the ladies love me
Chubby, chubby, now these niggas wanna be my buddy
Chubby, chubby, now you find me funny
Teletubby boy, you're bummy, go and suck your mommy
Racks got bigger and so did the boobies
Give me about a year, you'll see me in the movies
Give me about a year, you'll see me throwing blue cheese
On 5 star strippers, not just any groupies
How lovely, shout out to the fans on YouTube that support me
I wanna shout to my brothers and my mommy
I wanna shout to the Lord that's above me
Now I'm whipping in a German, what a dream come true
And I didn't do it on my own, man, it's all thanks to you guys
Mom, I'm gonna grind so hard and be successful
That my greatness gonna make you cry

'Cause you came in from Naija to London
You don't get it easy where you come from
You came here to live a better life
That's why I'm married to the money, that's my fucking wife
Ain't no one in the room that can test me
Married to the money, that's my bestie
I do the grind for you, mama
That's why I stack the pounds, the euros, and the dollar, yeah, yeah

Thank God for the change, Amen
Man, so much shit has changed, yeah
I thank God for helping us get here
Without you, I swear I'd be no where
Thank God for the change, Amen
Man, so much shit has changed, yeah
I thank God for helping us get here
Without you, I swear I'd be no where

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