Lyrics: Terry Ngala
Music: Terry Ngala
I'm loving the fact you don't **** with me
Most of y'all no be my cup of tea
I'm out in the field with my money tree
No man fit try to get tough with me
Oga be sincere speak the truth and shame the devil
Baby turn around and let me see you
My bars hit the village they bumping me
When you chop meat that's a luxury
Baby I'm faithful you stuck with me
Don't mind the hoes that be hugging me, nah
You got my all they got some of me
That's why they always say luckily
It's tempting the room with a bunch of freaks
They silent, but pussy say โNut in meโ
The shit you be sniffing like dust to me
The gold on your wrist look like dust to me
Your physical would've been lusting me
Your soul is too ugly, disgustingly, nah
I don't trust you niggas I'm trusting me
Sonning you niggas, so motherly
I would've decide to go up and preach
But I told the pastor to cut the speech
I'm touching the sky you ain't touching me
Stayed awake when all the hustlers sleep
Dream about shit that disrupt your peace
Just like the country, I'm Hungary, nah
Black and I'm proud so they covet me
Busy as bees yet they bugging me
I always keep jealous ones under me
And that's why the jealous look up to me
I'm loving the fact you don't **** with me
Most of y'all no be my cup of tea
I'm out in the field with my money tree
Huh
Oga be sincere speak the truth and shame the devil
Baby turn around and let me see you
Oga you ah a fraud
Ogasa, oh my God
Oga, 20 million bucks
Oga, that's the cost
Oga, you ah a fraud
Ogasa, oh my God
Oga, put yo GPS
Oga, you donโ lost
Even in taxis you never gonโ catch me
I'm cooking up hits all I need is some Maggie
Haters is ashy, but they don't come at me
Dissing on Twitter but never gonโ at me
I'm feeling great and my swag is like Gatsby
Nice on the mic, even when I get angry
I'm from the zoo of the streets, where they catch me
Roam by Loyola, I should be in Granby
Life isn't sweet, but I know you want candy
Life isn't free, but I know they gonโ tax me
I don't need a hand if you ain't gonโ be savvy
Lend me a grand if you wanna be handy
Baby girl handy, she even do hands-free
Loving this hip-hop, but don't call me Yandi
Tried to hold peace in the war but they ban me
Might as well load up the peace like Iโm Gandhi
I'm loving the fact you don't **** with me
Most of y'all no be my cup of tea
I'm out in the field with my money tree
No man fit try to get tough with me
Oga be sincere speak the truth and shame the devil
Baby turn around and let me see you
I'm loving the fact you don't **** with me
Most of y'all no be my cup of tea
I'm out in the field with my money tree
No man fit try to get tough with me
Oga be sincere speak the truth and shame the devil
Never listen to authorities like Iโm a rebel