Manchester City 1, Liverpool 1
Arsenal Nihil, Aston Villa(ge) 3
Talk bout highs and lows
When you on that floor
Drop, drop low
Tryna see all fours
Wants ice that's froze
When a nigga been cold
Dance on my nipple and rub my fro
Act like you know
From the belly of the beast
Man decisions I chose
You got people I know
Don't speak in code
If I support you, that's a green light go
Lemme be myself
My generation screaming feening out for help
Like how you get a home for the 2.12
When the 200k don't get no sale
On a half a ticket, I admit to myself
Gotta sharpen my nails
Gotta feel my brail
Got a 6-4 split for stock and bonds
Give my right left arm when I love my job
Do you love your job
When I, thank God
New flesh, old scars
Don't be insecure
How you talk to me with no life insurance
Like, like what
Tell me what you heard
Politicians promise words and I concurred
Now my quality of life, what I deserve
Play so many roles, like mine like hers
Product manager, business manager, home manager, content, context
Cultural armrest
Umm yes I'm stressed
I flex, write down for reader's digest
Make tunes like Tune
Say what's on my mind, my heart my chest
Take 25 breaths
What's next, what's next
Conversation, you complaining, commentary I guess
We can kick some game
I can tell you pain
I'ma do my thing
I'ma destiny child, don't say my name
93 Balloons
I told you make room
We tryna do what we do
It's brand new
Motherland billing, putting racks in the village
If you basic , fly to Cancun
Baby girl just flew to Ecuador
She love the feeling of money, I want more
Wide body, big body, 4-door
This bounce off the wall like parkour (parkour nigga)
How you learn bout love through divorces (we on the road huh)
How you put fits on with team Jordan's (we ready to go huh)
How did things turn ugly when you're gorgeous (we really 10 toes huh)
Real world outside, go explore it (we gon get it for sure huh)
Moon roof to let the smoke clear
God on my shoulder speaking into both ears
I've been checking on you, making sure the coast clear
I know you feel me but can't see me like a ghost here
Ah man, y'all niggas better stop playing with me
If you ain't know here's what the f*ck going on
93 in this bitch
Big Uptown Naija shit
BSR in the motherf*cka oh yea
I can't count on me
How can I count on y'all
She might never get a ring
Ima call her Chris Paul
Love yours, you deserve to have it all
Better sign a prenup, before government do your job
I'm an emotionally intelligent, toxic ass nigga
That's what they told me
Boohoo, you hurt my feelings
Who is, who isn't
With the pen, I've been scribbling
Notes in therapy sessions, making better decisions
Hmm Zim Zimma, no this not a beamer
Bought an Alfa cause I'm alpha
To the beta, handle business
It's cool to have 2 degrees nigga
You ain't gotta spin the block to just bleed with em
You can learn a craft, study math, grow seeds with em
Social economics in this country upset my tummy
They most def determine actions, it's mathematics
Maybe it's all random
Maybe we're all dancing
To our own instrumentals
Maybe we need incentives
I'm gon need percentage
Hoodini you pretending, hmmm
Back when parents used to threaten me with robitussin
It would snow, I ain't wanna wear a coat
What if I told you I'm still stubborn, huh
Now I'm grown, it's a different way it shows
If you know, what I don't
Teach me, and I'll grow
True colors, they'll show
Between the highs, the highs
And lows, the lows
OBI93 - Wahala Report Lyrics
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Manchester City 1, Liverpool 1
Arsenal Nihil, Aston Villa(ge) 3
Talk bout highs and lows
When you on that floor
Drop, drop low
Tryna see all fours
Wants ice that's froze
When a nigga been cold
Dance on my nipple and rub my fro
Act like you know
From the belly of the beast
Man decisions I chose
You got people I know
Don't speak in code
If I support you, that's a green light go
Lemme be myself
My generation screaming feening out for help
Like how you get a home for the 2.12
When the 200k don't get no sale
On a half a ticket, I admit to myself
Gotta sharpen my nails
Gotta feel my brail
Got a 6-4 split for stock and bonds
Give my right left arm when I love my job
Do you love your job
When I, thank God
New flesh, old scars
Don't be insecure
How you talk to me with no life insurance
Like, like what
Tell me what you heard
Politicians promise words and I concurred
Now my quality of life, what I deserve
Play so many roles, like mine like hers
Product manager, business manager, home manager, content, context
Cultural armrest
Umm yes I'm stressed
I flex, write down for reader's digest
Make tunes like Tune
Say what's on my mind, my heart my chest
Take 25 breaths
What's next, what's next
Conversation, you complaining, commentary I guess
We can kick some game
I can tell you pain
I'ma do my thing
I'ma destiny child, don't say my name
93 Balloons
I told you make room
We tryna do what we do
It's brand new
Motherland billing, putting racks in the village
If you basic , fly to Cancun
Baby girl just flew to Ecuador
She love the feeling of money, I want more
Wide body, big body, 4-door
This bounce off the wall like parkour (parkour nigga)
How you learn bout love through divorces (we on the road huh)
How you put fits on with team Jordan's (we ready to go huh)
How did things turn ugly when you're gorgeous (we really 10 toes huh)
Real world outside, go explore it (we gon get it for sure huh)
Moon roof to let the smoke clear
God on my shoulder speaking into both ears
I've been checking on you, making sure the coast clear
I know you feel me but can't see me like a ghost here
Ah man, y'all niggas better stop playing with me
If you ain't know here's what the f*ck going on
93 in this bitch
Big Uptown Naija shit
BSR in the motherf*cka oh yea
I can't count on me
How can I count on y'all
She might never get a ring
Ima call her Chris Paul
Love yours, you deserve to have it all
Better sign a prenup, before government do your job
I'm an emotionally intelligent, toxic ass nigga
That's what they told me
Boohoo, you hurt my feelings
Who is, who isn't
With the pen, I've been scribbling
Notes in therapy sessions, making better decisions
Hmm Zim Zimma, no this not a beamer
Bought an Alfa cause I'm alpha
To the beta, handle business
It's cool to have 2 degrees nigga
You ain't gotta spin the block to just bleed with em
You can learn a craft, study math, grow seeds with em
Social economics in this country upset my tummy
They most def determine actions, it's mathematics
Maybe it's all random
Maybe we're all dancing
To our own instrumentals
Maybe we need incentives
I'm gon need percentage
Hoodini you pretending, hmmm
Back when parents used to threaten me with robitussin
It would snow, I ain't wanna wear a coat
What if I told you I'm still stubborn, huh
Now I'm grown, it's a different way it shows
If you know, what I don't
Teach me, and I'll grow
True colors, they'll show
Between the highs, the highs
And lows, the lows
Arsenal Nihil, Aston Villa(ge) 3
Talk bout highs and lows
When you on that floor
Drop, drop low
Tryna see all fours
Wants ice that's froze
When a nigga been cold
Dance on my nipple and rub my fro
Act like you know
From the belly of the beast
Man decisions I chose
You got people I know
Don't speak in code
If I support you, that's a green light go
Lemme be myself
My generation screaming feening out for help
Like how you get a home for the 2.12
When the 200k don't get no sale
On a half a ticket, I admit to myself
Gotta sharpen my nails
Gotta feel my brail
Got a 6-4 split for stock and bonds
Give my right left arm when I love my job
Do you love your job
When I, thank God
New flesh, old scars
Don't be insecure
How you talk to me with no life insurance
Like, like what
Tell me what you heard
Politicians promise words and I concurred
Now my quality of life, what I deserve
Play so many roles, like mine like hers
Product manager, business manager, home manager, content, context
Cultural armrest
Umm yes I'm stressed
I flex, write down for reader's digest
Make tunes like Tune
Say what's on my mind, my heart my chest
Take 25 breaths
What's next, what's next
Conversation, you complaining, commentary I guess
We can kick some game
I can tell you pain
I'ma do my thing
I'ma destiny child, don't say my name
93 Balloons
I told you make room
We tryna do what we do
It's brand new
Motherland billing, putting racks in the village
If you basic , fly to Cancun
Baby girl just flew to Ecuador
She love the feeling of money, I want more
Wide body, big body, 4-door
This bounce off the wall like parkour (parkour nigga)
How you learn bout love through divorces (we on the road huh)
How you put fits on with team Jordan's (we ready to go huh)
How did things turn ugly when you're gorgeous (we really 10 toes huh)
Real world outside, go explore it (we gon get it for sure huh)
Moon roof to let the smoke clear
God on my shoulder speaking into both ears
I've been checking on you, making sure the coast clear
I know you feel me but can't see me like a ghost here
Ah man, y'all niggas better stop playing with me
If you ain't know here's what the f*ck going on
93 in this bitch
Big Uptown Naija shit
BSR in the motherf*cka oh yea
I can't count on me
How can I count on y'all
She might never get a ring
Ima call her Chris Paul
Love yours, you deserve to have it all
Better sign a prenup, before government do your job
I'm an emotionally intelligent, toxic ass nigga
That's what they told me
Boohoo, you hurt my feelings
Who is, who isn't
With the pen, I've been scribbling
Notes in therapy sessions, making better decisions
Hmm Zim Zimma, no this not a beamer
Bought an Alfa cause I'm alpha
To the beta, handle business
It's cool to have 2 degrees nigga
You ain't gotta spin the block to just bleed with em
You can learn a craft, study math, grow seeds with em
Social economics in this country upset my tummy
They most def determine actions, it's mathematics
Maybe it's all random
Maybe we're all dancing
To our own instrumentals
Maybe we need incentives
I'm gon need percentage
Hoodini you pretending, hmmm
Back when parents used to threaten me with robitussin
It would snow, I ain't wanna wear a coat
What if I told you I'm still stubborn, huh
Now I'm grown, it's a different way it shows
If you know, what I don't
Teach me, and I'll grow
True colors, they'll show
Between the highs, the highs
And lows, the lows
Writer: Ubochioma Ukaegbu
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid