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Taylor Mike Trapz - Wayout Lyrics



Taylor Mike Trapz - Wayout Lyrics
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Yuhhh yeahhh
It's Taylor Mike yeah
Yeah, ehhhii man just di hustle
Ehhhh ehhh yuhhh yuhhh yuhhh
Uhhhhh yeahhh
Man just di hustle
But know say na one day
God will make a way!
Roaming the streets and I'm praying that
Someday
I will find ma way!
All I need now from my friends and ma family
Is that you pray for me
We need the love
We need some peace in our country
Back in the streets
Deep in the cold
I had no body
Ano be get doe
Life nodi show
Boy di chop na Gato
Man no fit sleep
Boy them just di bolo
Burning ma flow
To warm up the soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
He showed me the fame
She showed me the doe
I wanted the fame
But he wanted my soul
He gave me the world
But damn I said No
Couple of angels was watching my soul
Dey Dey di hustle a know ago blow
Boy dey di prayer say make tin them show
I wanted to build up ma mama a house
To make her proud
To make her shout I'm the man
Only God knows
When I'm breaking the rules
I can't let this devil take me for fool
Put your self in ma shoes
All this niggas gone loose
Talking to God Everytime in ma room
I'm praying for me n a pray for ma goons
There was no money to send me to school
But I'm still fine
Thank God for that
I know what's up
Down in the hood
They got no shelter
Even no food
They filled with anger
And love for the moola
That's why they do what they do in the hood
This ain't no good
I didn't mean to be rude
I have been there i can tell it's the truth
So I am blessed
Leaving my best
Go tell the devil to the devil to go try the next
Not with the devil
I'm pushing ma hustle
Solving ma puzzle
Just look up to heaven
Yeah
Look up to heaven
I know I'mma look up to heaven
Yuhhh yeahhh
Look up to heaven
Man just di hustle
But know say na one day
God will make a way!
Roaming the streets and I'm praying that
Someday
I will find ma way!
All I need now from my friends and ma family
Is that you pray for me
We need the love
We need some peace in our country
Back in the streets
Deep in the cold
I had no body
Ano be get doe
Life nodi show
Boy di chop na Gato
Man no fit sleep
Boy them just di bolo
Burning ma flow
To warm up the soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
Boy abi start na from zero
Men them be look me like hero
Though it was rough but abi work
Man nobi put head for pillow
E be di hard for chop
Even ngah for frap be lack
Grand them be wash we na crack
Chap them di look we di laugh
Then ago bow down and cry
Look up to God and he said it is done
Look at the boy, this is ma story I'm thankful to Mom
Just living ma dreams and I do what I want
Man nofit sleep weybe budget dey up
Boy na to work if you like you fvckup
Lemme that man wey di run that e mop
Tell all that niggas say me adon cam
All this men them so na work chop
Ma hustle for mboko fit make man go loko
For doe I've been riding all Solo
Hard work ma Moto and winning ma main goal I hit it and score like Ronaldo
I do not follow I chapear ma own road
Mon gar tout le jour adi work
Tojour dope Tojour dope
Ici au kamer wey tin them dey in slowmo
Back in the streets
Deep in the cold
I had no body
Ano be get doe
Life nodi show
Boy di chop na Gato
Man no fit sleep
Boy them just di bolo
Burning ma flow
To warm up the soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
He showed me the fame
She showed me the doe
I wanted the fame
But he wanted my soul
He gave me the world
But damn I said No
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English

Yuhhh yeahhh
It's Taylor Mike yeah
Yeah, ehhhii man just di hustle
Ehhhh ehhh yuhhh yuhhh yuhhh
Uhhhhh yeahhh
Man just di hustle
But know say na one day
God will make a way!
Roaming the streets and I'm praying that
Someday
I will find ma way!
All I need now from my friends and ma family
Is that you pray for me
We need the love
We need some peace in our country
Back in the streets
Deep in the cold
I had no body
Ano be get doe
Life nodi show
Boy di chop na Gato
Man no fit sleep
Boy them just di bolo
Burning ma flow
To warm up the soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
He showed me the fame
She showed me the doe
I wanted the fame
But he wanted my soul
He gave me the world
But damn I said No
Couple of angels was watching my soul
Dey Dey di hustle a know ago blow
Boy dey di prayer say make tin them show
I wanted to build up ma mama a house
To make her proud
To make her shout I'm the man
Only God knows
When I'm breaking the rules
I can't let this devil take me for fool
Put your self in ma shoes
All this niggas gone loose
Talking to God Everytime in ma room
I'm praying for me n a pray for ma goons
There was no money to send me to school
But I'm still fine
Thank God for that
I know what's up
Down in the hood
They got no shelter
Even no food
They filled with anger
And love for the moola
That's why they do what they do in the hood
This ain't no good
I didn't mean to be rude
I have been there i can tell it's the truth
So I am blessed
Leaving my best
Go tell the devil to the devil to go try the next
Not with the devil
I'm pushing ma hustle
Solving ma puzzle
Just look up to heaven
Yeah
Look up to heaven
I know I'mma look up to heaven
Yuhhh yeahhh
Look up to heaven
Man just di hustle
But know say na one day
God will make a way!
Roaming the streets and I'm praying that
Someday
I will find ma way!
All I need now from my friends and ma family
Is that you pray for me
We need the love
We need some peace in our country
Back in the streets
Deep in the cold
I had no body
Ano be get doe
Life nodi show
Boy di chop na Gato
Man no fit sleep
Boy them just di bolo
Burning ma flow
To warm up the soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
Boy abi start na from zero
Men them be look me like hero
Though it was rough but abi work
Man nobi put head for pillow
E be di hard for chop
Even ngah for frap be lack
Grand them be wash we na crack
Chap them di look we di laugh
Then ago bow down and cry
Look up to God and he said it is done
Look at the boy, this is ma story I'm thankful to Mom
Just living ma dreams and I do what I want
Man nofit sleep weybe budget dey up
Boy na to work if you like you fvckup
Lemme that man wey di run that e mop
Tell all that niggas say me adon cam
All this men them so na work chop
Ma hustle for mboko fit make man go loko
For doe I've been riding all Solo
Hard work ma Moto and winning ma main goal I hit it and score like Ronaldo
I do not follow I chapear ma own road
Mon gar tout le jour adi work
Tojour dope Tojour dope
Ici au kamer wey tin them dey in slowmo
Back in the streets
Deep in the cold
I had no body
Ano be get doe
Life nodi show
Boy di chop na Gato
Man no fit sleep
Boy them just di bolo
Burning ma flow
To warm up the soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
Ma niggas lit
They got the doe
I was like shit
Where's my own
I saw the devil
Was calling ma soul
He showed me the fame
She showed me the doe
I wanted the fame
But he wanted my soul
He gave me the world
But damn I said No
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Writer: Agbor oben, Gordon njafon
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Performed By: Taylor Mike Trapz
Language: English
Length: 4:04
Written by: Agbor oben, Gordon njafon
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