Wasa (feat. Mina)

Black mind young villain a born sinner

i got refined fuelled greatness a crude preacher

i got disliked for being a real ****

took up this life job sealed like John cena

ain't no riff raff a marine a flow ****

now i make sales my music team marine ****

dated failure success marrying me the

greatest of all time I'm Master Sommelier

God got my back so yes I stand tall

cinderella lover cos i do ball

i pull my keyboard out and play keys

haters don't near me cos you far slow

dad told me pray to God and you'll blow

live a life that is smart with friends that love you

we need friends that always stay real

stay real to the end like luis figo

i'm a lyrical musical individual

spitting syllables

had to better me cos if i won't

i will never be good enough to be someone you

listen to

kept on spitting and God supporting the work that I put

From Coast to Coast my God is there

not giving up am putting work until the day i'm dead

and everybody loves me yeah

so better be ready cos like a pussy cat I never fall back

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

In the beginning of time

God was the word

still the word in this world

but this world don't fancy

God and his word

hustling daily trying to find worth

praying that everything i do works

walked through the valley of death

and came out clean

see my body is a temple but the

devil is like indiana jones

trying to make it the temple of doom

i need Gods Medecine

i need Gods Aspirine

i see profanity vanity fake Christianity

more mediocrity false securities

with commodities

these are the flaws of society

whose gone save us from our priorities

wait up i don't understand why we keep on

killing men

why we always fighting

stop the fighting

stop the killing men

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

WASA WASA WASA (Turn it Up)

Bad Boys in my Squad like its FPL

back then when it was rocky like lvl

Hype **** ignore the statistics

we bring facts that are not realistic

i be chilling with your girl but your girl got to go

cos a bro bout to blow like ballistics

They wanna take in all screen munchers

well take a shot from my rocket launcher

got to fathom i'm the rave i'm the spark of the night

don't be scared or these girls might haunt you

and i keep it lowkey like a prankster

few words to these wanna be gangsters

fake talk **** you ain't from the ghetto

you just a joker like a jared letto

she a keeper like neto

i go hard like metal

i got broads aboard so if you bored

hope aboard my hover board and lets fly

i'm gone **** bye

will you stay in the sky

its over that's all she read the picture

all in red she wasn't ready for the red room

I'm pissed so where's your rest room

I'm here so where's your best room

i can handle it don't need your help bro

but let me strap you be like you in velkro

cos fam the rides kind of bumpy

ain't got time to be sad nor grumpy

bro fix your face we in a rocket race

its a different case when I raid your place

i just scored a brace

i got all the grace

i got all the grace

i got God damn.