Bella Shmurda, Fiokee Personal LYRICS
Song Produced by Jay Pizzle and Fiokee.
LYRICS
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah!
Shmurda yah!
Jay Pizzle production
Oh Yeah yea!
Fiokee ya-yah
I be living my life, the way I want it
No don’t stress me
You feeling some pains
Brother, don’t blame me
Say, don’t take it personal
Anything i do, i do it out of love
Brother, don’t be stingy now
Give to the poor tonight
Share some love
Yah yah yah
Money me i chase
No friends, no foe
If you press, you go pay
Everyday, i dey H nobody
Oya play again
Omotena close your case
I need some space
I dey run my race
Don’t take it personal
Anything i do, i do it out of love
Brother, don’t be stingy now
Give to the poor tonight
Share some love
King of the streets now
Keys to the Bema
January, December, my vibe na killer
Shey make i enter?
Oya tell me make i enter
King of the streets now
With the bema
Shey make i enter?
Make i burst am?
I be living my life, the way I want it
No don’t stress me
You feeling some pains
Brother, don’t blame me
You running your race
Brother, don’t chase me
Yah, yah, yah
Say, don’t take it personal
Anything i do, i do it out of love
Brother, don’t be stingy now
Give to the poor tonight
Share some love
No Don’t chase me, i’m untamed
No,no, you can’t face me
I run my race, i swear i face it
Shmurda, yah, yah, yah
(OMG It’s Fiokee)
Keys to the bema
King of the streets
Don’t blame me now
Yah, yah, yah
Keys to the bema
King of the streets
Don’t blame me for your pains
Brother, not now
Not now, brother not now
Shmurda!
