+234 (Daily Paper) Lyrics

[237:54.00]+234 (Daily Paper) - PsychoYP

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Yo

+234

I know these p**y n***s hate on me cus mans just mans just out here being diligent and that but yo

I know they hate cus I’m famous

I know they hate cus I’m

Yeah yeah

Look

I know they hate that im famous

I know they hate cus im blessed

Starboy I make daily paper

Go home take smoke to the chest

You ain’t ever been shot with a vest

Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest

What a bad b looking at me for

Might whip out the +234

I know they hate that im famous

I know they hate cus im blessed

Starboy I make daily paper

Go home take smoke to the chest

You ain’t ever been shot with a vest

Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest

What a bad b looking at me for

Might whip out the +234

Might whip out the number

About time that I levelled up levelled up

I took off the bumper

And I told them that I levelled up levelled up

And they said what the bumba yo

And I just had to let that go

No sleep no slumber

Bad b and im taking her under yo

There’s a lot to be told but the truth like gold

Counterfeits like the souls I sold

I went back to the ville a pro

From inside like a n***a dipped in gold

Through the peace sign then a n***a duck and roll

Twist and roll

Grind and roll

My girl don’t even gotta roll no more

Told the show I ain’t even gonna show no more

My bro said he got the keys to basement (Have you got that)

Yo bun that, keys to the greatness (Yo bun that)

Yo run that, run me the payment

Transport cali like Jason Statham

My man don’t smoke

But he do toke opps on the block on a daily basis

And I swear it’s no joke

Go splash up your folks if I do get time I’d face it

And if man gets broke i-

Yo and if man gets broke

Amma have to put your ting on a pencil ting

And just erase it

And go yard just to touch up your lady

And go yard when them n****s try pay me

Ive been fucking up lately

I took a bad b put her in Mercedes

I took a sane bitch made her go crazy had her like

I know they hate that im famous

I know they hate cus im blessed

Starboy I make daily paper

Go home take smoke to the chest

You ain’t ever been shot with a vest

Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest

What a bad b looking at me for

Might whip out the +234

I know they hate that im famous

I know they hate cus im blessed

Starboy I make daily paper

Go home take smoke to the chest

You ain’t ever been shot with a vest

Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest

What a bad b looking at me for

Might whip out the +234