Protein v2 Jeshi (Ft. Obongjayar & WESTSIDE BOOGIE)
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[Chorus: Obongjayar]
Can't nobody stop me, I'm on go (Tell 'em)
Late night creeping, I'm running on no sleep (Skrr, skrr)
Used to be the one doing the most (Doo, doo)
Pockets getting bigger, it's the protein
Can't go broke (Oh)
They try match me, can't come close (Oh)
Baby, I'm active, can't move slow (Oh)
There's no plan B, can't do both
Can't do both
[Verse 1: Jeshi]
Mum, I'm sorry I'm still seeing ghosts
Mental broke yeah I was exposed
Seeing vultures eating flesh and now I'm getting older
Playing pro button bashing peasants until my fingers swole up
Roll up roll ups till my fingers stink
Runt of the litter, kicking rocks, mental switching off
I'm stuck in the middle
Littlе lost boy, coscutter in front of late
4 AM I got stomach pains
All the shit that I donе in vein
While you throw the dirt on my name
Got me irritated like razor bumps on faces
Been at this bus stop like all day
And these pills ain't break no simulation
Bogged down from all the shit I’m chasing
Up down my head like an elevator
Getting fired for always being late I'm
Same little shit
Being broke ain't fun I need to get rich
Need to quit smoking cigarette burns on lips
Nicotine when we kiss
Riddle me this, if it ain't what I should be doing what is
Street light haze it hit on the pavement
Can't see straight through the mist
Can't nobody stop me, I'm on go (Tell 'em)
Late night creeping, I'm running on no sleep (Skrr, skrr)
Used to be the one doing the most (Doo, doo)
Pockets getting bigger, it's the protein
Can't go broke (Oh)
They try match me, can't come close (Oh)
Baby, I'm active, can't move slow (Oh)
There's no plan B, can't do both
Can't do both
[Verse 1: Jeshi]
Mum, I'm sorry I'm still seeing ghosts
Mental broke yeah I was exposed
Seeing vultures eating flesh and now I'm getting older
Playing pro button bashing peasants until my fingers swole up
Roll up roll ups till my fingers stink
Runt of the litter, kicking rocks, mental switching off
I'm stuck in the middle
Littlе lost boy, coscutter in front of late
4 AM I got stomach pains
All the shit that I donе in vein
While you throw the dirt on my name
Got me irritated like razor bumps on faces
Been at this bus stop like all day
And these pills ain't break no simulation
Bogged down from all the shit I’m chasing
Up down my head like an elevator
Getting fired for always being late I'm
Same little shit
Being broke ain't fun I need to get rich
Need to quit smoking cigarette burns on lips
Nicotine when we kiss
Riddle me this, if it ain't what I should be doing what is
Street light haze it hit on the pavement
Can't see straight through the mist
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