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Goin Hard Remix ft. RB Bizzle Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
( Onye Olewa)
I'm goin hard my OG si na m di bad
Have to work my way out and make my mama proud (make my mama proud)
Naira di fucked up nyem the dollar ma obu pounds (nyem th dollar maobu pounds)
That boy of yesterday now obuzi man (oh God)
I'm goin hard my OG si na m di bad
Have to work my way out and make my mama proud (my mama proud)
Naira di fucked up nyem the dollar ma obu pounds
That boy of yesterday now obuzi man (On God)
I just want my money long
Half a million on my neck from ingnoliment store (egooo)
She said do you love me, I said no, I love my mom (no)
Imaro the game my gee you can't hang with us (at all)
We be pulling up, all my men jichefunds
Everyday we balling, all my men nò inform
Can't wait to catch that nigga, ona claim opp
All I want is money, I don't care for your bottom
Been on the road for so long and I'm trapping hard
Put a mili on my mama, see her fucking smile (On God)
I did it all by myself, nobody helped me out (at all at all)
My ambition di too high, that's the reason that I am working out (eeeh)
I'm goin hard my OG si na m di bad (nam di bad)
Have to work my way out and make my mama proud (make my mama proud)
Naira di fucked up nyem the dollar ma obu pounds (maobu pounds)
That boy of yesterday now obuzi man (On God)
I'm goin hard my OG si na m di bad (nam di bad)
Have to work my way out and make my mama proud (make my mama proud)
Naira di fucked up nyem the dollar ma obu pounds (maobu pounds)
That boy of yesterday now obuzi man (On God)
Came up on the back road, love to do it on my Jack Jones
Drug dealer baby, so I've got to chase my cash flow
Any bitch im fucking with, she's got to have her backbone
She don't like the way I look, but she likes the way I rap though
My life, you cant televise , watch the prosecution telling lies
Talking like a gangster, in the courtroom you testify
I'm waking up for exercise, the gobs are trying to flex on mine
It's a training day, so you know I need some extra time
You heard that I'm back again, never switch on gang on them
Switch has got the flaws, if he sees them he'll slap at them
If we get into it, I wanna know if you can keep up
I'm like Melona up in this bitch, I'm for my G's up till I freeze up
Meeting in cells, and we do this all the time
We didn't come here to rhyme, we're planning organized crime
Sam's a nice guy, but I know he's not a sick head
He will put you in the ground and that's for any little dickhead
Stop call me with your attitude, when I'm on the phone
The screws on the wing, you best lower down your tone
She thinks that I'm capping, so I said I'm gonna go
Now she's saying that I'm old, and I told her that I'm grown
I can say simple bars, I'll make it sound effective
It's not something that I've learnt, it's something that I'm blessing
How you flexing with them, but you're saying you're my brother
Which side you're really on, you better ask yourself the question
I just want my money long
Half a million on my neck from ingnoliment store
She said do you love me, I said no, I love my mom
Imaro the game my gee you can't hang with us
We be pulling up all my men jiche funds
Everyday we balling and we ball with no refund
Can't wait to catch that nigga, ona claim opp
All I want is money I don't care for your bottom