Get no sleep
Thinking bout the p
Chasing dreams
Walking over p
Making tea
Thinking bout the p
Mixing leaves yeah
Thinking bout the trees
Business on my mind
Growing overseas
Ik my shit
Nobody walking over me
I do it online
No delivery fee
Making beats
Started balling at 15
Too many things on my mind
This shit caught me by surprise
Cannot lie, this made my mom happy Cry
But I dry her eyes, dry her eyes Cuz she deserves better
She doesn't need this fuking British weather
So imma buy her a crib in Malaga
She be sipping on Colada or Falooda
All that I do it for them cuz they deserve better
Making p so they can escape this fuking British weather
Sometimes in the morning I forget that I'm balling
But I keep it real, I do no bragging
When u know nitrous on the beat
Ik already know it's fuking heat
Selling this beats overseas
From Atlanta to New Zealand
I sit at yard in luxury
All these fuking ppl come to me
Making beats fuking religiously
Money be flowing till the death of me
Cuz I'm a legacy
Get no sleep
Thinking bout the p
Chasing dreams
Walking over p
Making tea
Thinking bout the p
Mixing leaves yeah
Thinking bout the trees
Business on my mind
Growing overseas
Ik my shit
Nobody walking over me
I do it online
No delivery fee
Making beats
Started balling at 15
Niroy - P Lyrics
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Get no sleep
Thinking bout the p
Chasing dreams
Walking over p
Making tea
Thinking bout the p
Mixing leaves yeah
Thinking bout the trees
Business on my mind
Growing overseas
Ik my shit
Nobody walking over me
I do it online
No delivery fee
Making beats
Started balling at 15
Too many things on my mind
This shit caught me by surprise
Cannot lie, this made my mom happy Cry
But I dry her eyes, dry her eyes Cuz she deserves better
She doesn't need this fuking British weather
So imma buy her a crib in Malaga
She be sipping on Colada or Falooda
All that I do it for them cuz they deserve better
Making p so they can escape this fuking British weather
Sometimes in the morning I forget that I'm balling
But I keep it real, I do no bragging
When u know nitrous on the beat
Ik already know it's fuking heat
Selling this beats overseas
From Atlanta to New Zealand
I sit at yard in luxury
All these fuking ppl come to me
Making beats fuking religiously
Money be flowing till the death of me
Cuz I'm a legacy
Get no sleep
Thinking bout the p
Chasing dreams
Walking over p
Making tea
Thinking bout the p
Mixing leaves yeah
Thinking bout the trees
Business on my mind
Growing overseas
Ik my shit
Nobody walking over me
I do it online
No delivery fee
Making beats
Started balling at 15
Thinking bout the p
Chasing dreams
Walking over p
Making tea
Thinking bout the p
Mixing leaves yeah
Thinking bout the trees
Business on my mind
Growing overseas
Ik my shit
Nobody walking over me
I do it online
No delivery fee
Making beats
Started balling at 15
Too many things on my mind
This shit caught me by surprise
Cannot lie, this made my mom happy Cry
But I dry her eyes, dry her eyes Cuz she deserves better
She doesn't need this fuking British weather
So imma buy her a crib in Malaga
She be sipping on Colada or Falooda
All that I do it for them cuz they deserve better
Making p so they can escape this fuking British weather
Sometimes in the morning I forget that I'm balling
But I keep it real, I do no bragging
When u know nitrous on the beat
Ik already know it's fuking heat
Selling this beats overseas
From Atlanta to New Zealand
I sit at yard in luxury
All these fuking ppl come to me
Making beats fuking religiously
Money be flowing till the death of me
Cuz I'm a legacy
Get no sleep
Thinking bout the p
Chasing dreams
Walking over p
Making tea
Thinking bout the p
Mixing leaves yeah
Thinking bout the trees
Business on my mind
Growing overseas
Ik my shit
Nobody walking over me
I do it online
No delivery fee
Making beats
Started balling at 15
Writer: Niroy Gangabissoon
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