AKH Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah)

I told my brother go get it

We tryna get to the bag pulling every string

Lord knows that we ain't finished

We tryna shine so bright minus all the bling

Steady booling with my akh, I told him I'm not going back

No matter the wind, we tryna get the bag (ay)

Yeah told my momma tryna get the cheese up

I cant afford to go out sad

I'm working hard praying up to God, just to say I is where I'm at

I'm making numbers rapping in my language (yeah)

Call me Picasso I'm painting

They call me Lona, booling with my Angels

It was hella tough, I had to look up

My rapping cold, distributing goosebumps

Catchin' dubs, it aint nothing new to us

You still a kid waiting just to fluke up

Tryna get these bands get my dudes up

(Yeah) the whole gang not with the gassing

We tryna grind till we have it (yeah)

I had to cut myself out of the crowd

Your so called friends was plastic

I had to tell them in so many songs

I be moving up, I'm a different fabric (yeah)

Ima abracadab' to the top, and that's on God no magic