Pave The Way Lyrics

I ain't recognizing y'all

Cuz ion know who is real

You know what I'm saying

Big C

C for Chameleon

I cut the grass off

And send the snakes away

Young nigga going through it

Tryna pave the way

He keep hustling hard just to get paid

But it's difficult due to the hard days

Someday he gon say bye to dark days

Oshamo For this world weh we Dey

You know money is the the only Language money, kudi, ego

Yeah he got the bag init

In this life of sin

Tryna get away with it

Yeah I'm trapping right now

Cuz I'm on the beat

Pain keep stalking me, just like a bee

It's a cold world

Girl grab me like a teddy

I might be wrong, but accept me like That baby baby, baby

Sometimes it feel like

We ain't even winning

Cuz money going out

As the money coming in

Man pray for forgiveness

Cuz daily a nigga sin

Tryna take my people to places

They've never been

They've never been, they've never been

I cut the grass off and send the snakes away

Young nigga going through it tryna pave the way

He keep hustling hard just to get paid

But it's difficult due to the hard days

Someday he gon say bye to dark days

Oshamo For this world wey we Dey

You know money is the the only language

Even on the road

While he tried to explore

Like thugs go to war

Competition within boys

Conversation with a boss

He said always

Keep the glizzy on your side like a cop

While chasing dream you've got so many opps

Wanna try em they gon shoot and make your body pause

Man I ain't even got no opp

Just people who want me to fall off

A present to the street, but ain't from Santa Claus

When I make it, keep the fake love Ion want your applause

I have been focus on me

I have been focus on me

On the road to riches gas going on E

Bitches wanna fuck but i ain't even horny

Cuz they cunning cuz they cunning

Daily paper chasing smoking on exotics

You know that ship gon sink if you ain't gat a strong team

I told my dawgs, I got em we gon live our own dream

As long as y'all keep it hundred

Stalk up somewhere in Europe, I gotta quarantine

As if I got COVID 19

Hun Hun Hun Chameleon

Young nigga made it

Outta trenches in a race

Straight out of his pops house

He was sent away

Lai sepe Omo jo Osanle

You need to know

The real from the fake

To grind for the better days

I miss those days in tha Mercedes

As a youngin we got too much bills

We ain't got no choice

Cuz we wanna make a mill

And feed the fam, from my own meal

Even in terms of relationship

Got burnt in the name of love

Cuz he trust, till he rust

Young Niqqa ran out of love

Cuz it hurts, it sucks

The street so cold, I gotta buy a fur

Like pop smoke said

When it rain it pours

Long live pop smoke

Long live my pops

We tryna make a living out the mud

Shit ain't easy

But we keep thanking God

Hun hun hun hun

Big C

Big Chameleon