Panama To London Video (MV)

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever you would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my savior
Real young nigga I'm 'bout to take flight
They probably gon' hate if I do it right
Niggas be fans, thought he wanted a autograph, but the nigga wanted to fight
Sneak me, snuck me
Aigh, that's hate, that's great
And he real real stupid
Because if I was him I wouldn't have took that way
Weave, left hook come here lil' dummy
Can't pull no bitches you ugly
I make nothin' to somethin'
Name ring bells in, and out of the country
Panama, probably London
Nigga
Panama, probably London
And she like when I take her on dates
Plus I wanna visit every place
Trust me I'm grindin' puttin' music out
So that one day I could whip me a wraith
Take my special lady out to space
Take my family out of the states
And I wish for all of my songs, to go platinum every single day
No doubt that I'm one of a kind
Ain't about money, I pay it no mind
Maybe soon I might flood out the time
Give me my credit I'm puttin' in mine
I could never ever settle for less
Always needed shit better than best
Think I'm lackin' nigga come, and check
Multiple ooters that play for the Nets
Real young nigga I'm 'bout to take flight
They probably gon' hate if I do it right
Niggas be fans, thought he wanted a autograph, but the nigga wanted to fight
Sneak me, snuck me
Aigh, that's hate, that's great
And he real real stupid
Because if I was him I wouldn't have took that way
Music wasn't really always my passion
Now it is cause life made it happen
Can't say too much, but just know that a nigga ain't cappin'
Me, and Naz, and Coby up in Saks Fifth
Tryna make a milli off of rappin'
Boutta show that a nigga got talent
Gotta show that a nigga got talent
Not perfect tryna better my ways
Keep a smile, but I been through the pain
I'm a young nigga boutta get a name
Big bag, cold watch, cold chain
My swag too litt, straight game
If I throw it on it's gon' rain
Nothin' new, nothin' changed
He not around, he a lame
I chill with the homies it's only like three of us
Small circle seem more convenient
We don't do shit for nobody appeasement
In a race to achieve our achievements
Some things I just know for certain
I perform when them curtains open
Can't start shit, and then try to quit
He think he tough nigga, then go and show it
How I move nigga, she gon' say classy
Before rap nigga, used to be a athlete
Mr. Dimer, I want my whole team score
Let him back up, send a three-ball
And my shooters is shootin' from deep
Feelin' like Mike with the J's on my feet
They act different in private than when niggas meet
Can't copy my style cause my shit is unique
Nigga
And my bitch always on fleek, and you know that her nigga OD
Stackin' that cheddar so we can be free
Them haters gon' hate that's just how it be
Them haters gon' hate that's just how it be
Real young nigga I'm 'bout to take flight
They probably gon' hate if I do it right
Niggas be fans, thought he wanted a autograph, but the nigga wanted to fight
Sneak me, snuck me
Aigh, that's hate, that's great
And he real real stupid
Because if I was him I wouldn't have took that way
Grah, Grah, Grah-Grah boom nigga
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