IMPERSONATION
Lyrics
Mandem paapaa ko mo bi
Tẹsiwaju
Tune si oluwa
Use to walk on over hill
Just to kick shit with the old
Mandem streaking with the gang
We was forty deep or more
Grabbing that new Southern thing
Unc' know that's for sure
Missus used to get me right
All the time
Yeah momma know
Use to pray all of the time
All the time that I make it home
Evil East you never know
Shit get hot yeah that's for sure
Mandem seen too many nights
Sleepless nights
Just free the bros
I'm a cold hearted soldier
Like my wrist
Its' always froze
You can't trust in this game
Was my boy long time ago
Played with bread
I can't forget
Now I keep that rusty close
Foreign women at my neck
Don't keep one
Need at least dos
You was talking out your set
Now you can get hit with the pole
Snakes and spiders on your papers
You lied just to leave the hole
I ain't ever been a coward
With any man
I'll go toe to toe
Only thing I fear is God
But He always has a plan
Keep the faith as I move forward
Flesh and blood
A Holy man
The pain I'm used to feeling
Don't compare to all my joy
Always meant for higher purpose
Knew that since I was a boy
Moved weight on them blocks
I sent missions on them boats
My OGs always told me
Swim or sink
Let your self float
Birds chirping on my line
Want me to 'fess up to the scam
Forty days and forty nights
I feel like Isaac's lamb
Opps tapping on my wires
Make a case I'll never see
Modest man
I'm always covered
No proof
So I'm walking free
I've never been a saint
But I'm not just a sinner
I lost so much in life
Yet I'm now the biggest winner
I'm blessed ta see today
Who knows about tomorrow
I live life to the fullest
Refuse to deal with the sorrows
Mandem paapaa ko mo bi
Yeah you be impersonating
Guess they is infatuated
The way we be demonstrated
How we love to get this paper
Bye bye
See you later
No need for the instagating
Just go on and
Ask ya lady
I'm going to sit and count this paper
Tune in and get creative
Before the end you meet your maker
We can tussle if ya want
That's why they call me undertaker
Bag on, break ins, red dot shooter
Popped them
Was it dracos
Know no peace
A god of war
Sometimes I feel like Kratos
Swore I was the godfather
They asking me for favors
I've been a generous man
That's just always been my nature
Once saw a dead man walking
Sliced up and down with razors
If I want it
I'm going to have it
Not the type to wait for later
I don't beef with jokers
They bring nothing to the table
Fresh and clean
White polo tee
Just rock it with a taper
Now I'm living lavish
Lobster tails and smothered capers
With all that said and done
Rest in peace to all my angels
Writer(s): Kenneth Hogan III
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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