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πŸ‘€ B Rvss β€’ 🎼 Hoppy New Year 2024 β€’ ⏱️ 5:13
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⏱️ 5:13 duration
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πŸ“œ Lyrics

B rvss fuckin' beat man
Blak mudi Verse
I never took a straight path nowhere
Never chasing being perfect
just tryna keep my head outta this shit
I see what you all doing in the dark why you judging me ?
It sounds silly
Why you all pretending ?
It seems the rain will never let me up
Many said you'll never level up
I keep on preaching to myself never give up
This world is full of distraction little boy keep looking up
And when ever you fall write down the lessons
Chorus
I go make the haters shot up (ooh)
Plenty don run mop cause I don fuck-up
But who no dey fuck-up (ooh)
I go make the haters shot up (ooh)
Plenty don run mop cause I don fuck-up
But who no dey fuck-up (ooh)
But who no Dey fuck-up
But Who Dey for cup
(Slangs)
Lyphar Verse
I never had, patience
I swear
I'm borm to do what i dare
In the end you'll call me king
Wont see the times that i failed
Most importantly
You can fall without being best still
Work don't equels results
Or my cousins would be jay-Zs
Stop
What i'm trying to says there's so many levels to work
Division of labour did not come out of the dumb
We can't be perfect if we don't stand after a fall
And we might never stand if fingers keep pointing at us
You check say
People way the briss
The nodi eva make no mistake
All di ronaldo dem, president e place na tiercΓ©
Why you go make like sey
Fo fail na go eva end na fo fail
Because i fail and i keep up they tok say i be insane
I had a dream, that africa will some day be free
I whish that we could all follow our dreams
Chorus 2
I go make the haters shot up (ooh)
Plenty don run mop cause I don fuck-up
But who no dey fuck-up (ooh)
I go make the haters shot up (ooh)
Plenty don run mop cause I don fuck-up
But who no dey fuck-up (ooh)
But who no Dey fuck-up (x2)
Who Dey for cup (x2)
Nobody is perfect
who no Dey fuck-up (x2)
Who Dey for cup (x2)
Tell me
Who Dey for cup (x2)
Krys Verse
Yeah,
I paint all my songs, check out my gallery
Strict with myself, only high quality
Premonitions I've been having bad dreams
I see corpses and blood under my feet
It seems like wack artist got killed
Gonna cross'em all cuz it's God's will
Told me I won't make it with this type of rap skills
Your lead voice boring, it sounds like ad-libs
My flow swimmin' softly on the Dimy's Vibes
The nigga got sampled! Man That shit is Nice!
Always Wanted him to introduce me to Queeny Spark
It's a bit weird to say it that way but she's my type
I heard that some niggas got fucked in the ass to make it
I ain't judgin' but if it's something cool why do they hide it?
When that list dropped, why yall afraid to admit it?
It's supposed to be about passion, fuck yall! Stop imposin' that shit on artists
I made mistakes but I'm perfect! Made in the image of God
Perfection, a reflection of my higher self cleasin' My flaws
When you Do everything with love, the divine energy starts oozin' From the heart
I swear to God You gon' love the process even when you fall !!
Come back harder than before
Make them fall in love
With the love you have for work
The dedication never stops
Never try to test my squad
B rvss Beats, Lyphar and Blak Mudi
We fuckin' up yo bloc
And nigga that's that!!

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