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FDW - RASTA Lyrics



FDW - RASTA Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ay ay ay ay(Another One)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Do not let'em hurt you cause you love 'em so much
Late night therapy I be staring at moonlight
I just mind my business I got it stay focused
Panoramic roof in my Range Rover
Yeah, I don't do no drunken dance cause I be sober
Lately in my feelings so I gotta drawback
Hit it on point got her screaming oh God
Get ready for beach baby it's October
Yeah, she don't love no gangster so I tell her good bye
I believe in growth gotta start a new life, yeah
Ain't nobody did better than me I'm all fly
So I gotta do this twice to show-'em ain't luck
Yeah, so I gotta do this twice to show'em I ain't luck
Yeah, I been thugging since feeling like I'm 2Pac
Better have another life man I've got two Glocks(Another one)
Two, two, two
Better have another life man I've got two, two, two, two, two, two
Better have another life
Do this for my homies, do this for my brothers
Nigga mind your business if you want no bad luck
It's lonely at the top cause I am aloner
Money on my mind and I want no drama, Yeah
Mix and sprite with lean got me feeling so high
Nigga how you doing? I tell'em I'm alright
Running out of space feeling like I'm all fly
Molly and the Percs got me feeling five star, star, star, star, star, star
Molly and the Percs got me feeling five star, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
(Five star, five star, yeah)
Molly and the Percs got me feeling five star,Yeah
Codeine I been sipping got me moving slow mo(slow mo)
I love all my brothers ain't talking no homos(homos)
If it ain't bout the benjis, I ain't having convos(convos, Another one)
Know I got your back if you ever go low, low, low, low
Know I got your back if you ever go low, low, low, low, low
You know I'm hell raised cause I come from Ghana(Ghana)
Came out of the trenches, came out of the gutter(gutter)
Take my homies shopping, they deserve the Prada(Prada)
I don't do no hoes and I'm f*cking loyal, Yeah(loyal)
I ain't talking cedis, I'm talking bout dollars(dollars)
I been calling shots, feeling like a baller(baller)
Put your niggas on, put them on the radar(radar)
Manarasta, Managanja farmer, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, Manarasta, Managanja farmer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Manarasta, Managanja farmer
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English

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ay ay ay ay(Another One)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Do not let'em hurt you cause you love 'em so much
Late night therapy I be staring at moonlight
I just mind my business I got it stay focused
Panoramic roof in my Range Rover
Yeah, I don't do no drunken dance cause I be sober
Lately in my feelings so I gotta drawback
Hit it on point got her screaming oh God
Get ready for beach baby it's October
Yeah, she don't love no gangster so I tell her good bye
I believe in growth gotta start a new life, yeah
Ain't nobody did better than me I'm all fly
So I gotta do this twice to show-'em ain't luck
Yeah, so I gotta do this twice to show'em I ain't luck
Yeah, I been thugging since feeling like I'm 2Pac
Better have another life man I've got two Glocks(Another one)
Two, two, two
Better have another life man I've got two, two, two, two, two, two
Better have another life
Do this for my homies, do this for my brothers
Nigga mind your business if you want no bad luck
It's lonely at the top cause I am aloner
Money on my mind and I want no drama, Yeah
Mix and sprite with lean got me feeling so high
Nigga how you doing? I tell'em I'm alright
Running out of space feeling like I'm all fly
Molly and the Percs got me feeling five star, star, star, star, star, star
Molly and the Percs got me feeling five star, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
(Five star, five star, yeah)
Molly and the Percs got me feeling five star,Yeah
Codeine I been sipping got me moving slow mo(slow mo)
I love all my brothers ain't talking no homos(homos)
If it ain't bout the benjis, I ain't having convos(convos, Another one)
Know I got your back if you ever go low, low, low, low
Know I got your back if you ever go low, low, low, low, low
You know I'm hell raised cause I come from Ghana(Ghana)
Came out of the trenches, came out of the gutter(gutter)
Take my homies shopping, they deserve the Prada(Prada)
I don't do no hoes and I'm f*cking loyal, Yeah(loyal)
I ain't talking cedis, I'm talking bout dollars(dollars)
I been calling shots, feeling like a baller(baller)
Put your niggas on, put them on the radar(radar)
Manarasta, Managanja farmer, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah, Manarasta, Managanja farmer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Manarasta, Managanja farmer
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Writer: Jerry Tetteh
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Length: 3:03
Written by: Jerry Tetteh
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