Actor For The Film Lyrics

Em eyes and Abaga’s done taught me

Tu-face of Idibi has saw me

Thousands billions of spirits done caught me

Olopas olopas olopas can’t touch me

Ehh spirit I’m militant cut me

Desperate I’ll kill you in a heartbeat

If my line is a feet off the ground

Then I’m buzzing my cousins

You know that they got me

I was hurried I keep shit well

Letting for nothing but leave these shells

Kentro rolls in a deep tinted

Switch out the outfit in traffic

Yeah I know that I started off different

But I’ll have to leave again

And come up with a mad one

I’ll let you make decisions

But you know I’ve got a path and on a mission

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And when you thought

You had saw my best hand

Talk about give it a rest man

Come visit me where I dey rest man

I can’t leave you out of the rest man

There’s an arm rest here you can rest man

They been cracked down couldn’t arrest man

Try keep this in the back of a cell man

Yelp gave range couldn’t try to address man

What in the hell man

Ringing in the back of a cell

Man turn that shit off

Don’t get me pissed off

Going off like Tik-tok

Tryna get in shape like its tip-top

Tryna be a ghost on the grid lock

Oh yeah you’ll get pissed off

Northsidededede rings off

Calling dibs off

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Burst my ass for days

So I can get it

Push back on my tendencies to wait

Cos I’ve been patient

And impelling up next one

Tell em book the session

Damn a n***a back

That’s s fast one

Tell em to leave the stash on

You know I got that a oomph

That’s how I keep the dance on

A million times again

I got one job to serve songs

Said I’m pulling up next one

Tom book the session

Tell em I make em crash dumb

Damn a n***a back in fashion

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