Multiply, Pt. 3 - Kollage & Sd400

We don die we multiply Never touch down till we touch the sky I dey pass by, dem dey wonder why Wonder why, wonder why We don die we multiply Never touch down till we touch the sky I dey pass by dem dey wonder why Anywhere i go dem I dey kolo nice Nwa bialije kam bu Nwa bialu, nwa bialije kam bu Oliseh nekwe nu mo Ebe mmu na etigba na etiegu mo Chukwuwa na ekene kwagi oo Burukwe liwekwe ekenegi oo Aname kenekwegi oo Dubekwem chebekwem chineke moo (Phyno) I hold it down for my team Fresh out me gotta here We took over the scene So on point I'm the undying machine I know you come close But I own the marine High, high here you can talk to the hand Now we dey fly high Why the other crash land Cos now we don die we multiply spa Why we need thats am popular demand Peace to the land (Nnwabialije) I'm on the slow again I'm here for the love I'm do it again Cos I'm rolling with best I'm prose again With the remix 'll making you Such a tollz again, yeah Any push fit pour monkey I'm like the president so dey call me lucky Hahaha yeah, tomorrow carry belle I'm never going back I'm sorry belle (Timaya) Everybody say Like play like play I dey plan as i dey chai chai Make 'm for this world No be by muscle or by fight fight See all this people dey won make i hide hide I no dey fear your face Your face dey see my face dey hide Oya there is no more suffering in my life any more Anytime i pass the people they won more Mama and papa love me more Mama dede oo ehe Ooh i keep doing what I'm doing Anytime i do it every body wanna jump Dem dey won make i cry Dem want make i die My brother mana ma am to the next one Oparo o gede gede gede oparo o Donko dodo ko Dont love me anymore No time for mini mini mani yoo We don die we multiply Never touch down till we touch the sky I dey pass by dem dey wonder why Anywhere i go dem I dey kolo nice Nwa bialije kam bu Nwa bialu, nwa bialije kam bu Oliseh nekwe nu mo Ebe mmu na etigba na etiegu mo Chukwuwa na ekene kwagi oo Burukwe liwekwe ekenegi oo Aname kenekwegi oo Dubekwem chebekwem chineke moo (Nigga raw) Yaa.right Every 45 seconds My phone dey ring If no be tect from fan Na calls from my pepz Na all this blessings that am receiving But the main reason mmu wa jieye thanksgiving Thank you papa God Food dey belle And extra still dey for cupboard No money more problem Don't forget if you no get You go be problem to those wey get 2-4 nneye appreciation Without pad music to be Be like PlayStation With patience you go cook stone e go soften I dey run things now with kwai and deraboston We fly higher Phino fine o Mr. Raw yana timaya Back tire no suppose pass the front tire If you doubt me go read the book of Isaiah (Flavour) Asigbo afamu bu chinedumu Obuzi ya mere nu ije dumu Chukwu oliseh aname kenekwegi oo (On nini) ogbajue doru Okwa chi nazomu Owu sabamu okwa chineye mu Chukwu oliseh biko nalu otito mu oo (Oko meh) see i dont mind them Wen dey see me waka dem say Mr. flavour e dob kolo I no send them Cos when they hear my voice Them start to dey dancia eeh I just want to testify Of the goodness of the lord Jehovah mu naru otito Ana mekenekwegi oo Them they wonder wonder why Why i they shine i dey shine so bright I shine oo Abu nwa chinemeloo Nwa bialije kam bu Nwa bialu, nwa bialije kam bu Oliseh nekwe nu mo Ebe mmu na etigba na etiegu mo Chukwuwa na ekene kwagi oo Burukwe liwekwe ekenegi oo Aname kenekwegi oo Dubekwem chebekwem chineke moo (Mi) Yeah, yeah m i We don die we multiply Look at me, look at how i come in to the game And all my people running things Always know that i was born to fly I'm ma double the game She ma woman, she ma lover She ma baby, she ma wife And my concubine So i ma different i ma one of her kind Lyrics stand i wanna bressule poccupine You can't touch me don't even try I was born to fly Wey back in the beginning Me and jessy jag was just dreaming of winning But 3 years later is true religion in d nem All because of the lyrical venem that I'm seenem Now we headline the expo center I guess that means my brof is exponential I am press myself and am gods shall tools and am bles myself Nobody test so i test myself Can't form of the master So i flex myself No election, i thrown myself I multiplied men like i clown myself Chak city is the theme this year I don't sing but i am the dream this year Making more money That's the scheme this year And phyno her, making this thing this year I hope ladies can watch Everything bright even my bb na touch Fan boys no wrinkle Mr. incredible phyno simple

Fuck niggas gon' multiply 'Fore the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply 'Fore the real niggas alive (yeah), fuck niggas won't multiply (real nigga shit) Fuck niggas won't multiply Fuck niggas won't multiply (mhm) Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh Yeah, nigga, it's your boy Juicy J Man, you gotta watch out for these old backstabbin' Broke ass, you know what I'm sayin'? Jealous hatin' ass niggas out here, man, you know what I'm sayin'? Man, these niggas ain't no real niggas, man, know what I'm sayin'? Niggas be smilin' in your face Back in the buildin', sold crack in the livin' room Niggas toe-tagged, sold gats for a livin' Durag, keep a red or blue flag in the denim One you be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute (yeah) Come to Harlem if you never seen Baghdad First place I seen a nigga sell crack at Where the hustlers don't sleep, take cat naps Shorty with the shotty limpin' like he got a bad back, bad back Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field 'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel (yeah) Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills (yeah) I ain't really fuckin' with that Been Trill Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill (uh) Nah, I ain't really into throwin' shots But these motherfuckers better give me my props, word to Pac We're the reason that these niggas gettin' throwed Reason why you niggas wearin' gold Jail pose in the pictures, prayin' fingers to your nose I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd tell these hoes And these niggas Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel (mhm) Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel (mhm) Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel (mhm) Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I... When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply When all the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply But if the real niggas alive, fuck niggas won't multiply I'm the original Balmain badass, nigga (yeah) I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of A$AP Yams Smack the shit out a nigga in these skinny pants, feel me? Don't get it fucked up, nigga, we been jiggy, been pretty Still tell a bitch suck my dick, swag, swag, nigga (Shut the fuck up!) Fuck with a nigga like me (woo) RIP my nigga Pimp C (woo) HBA shit is weak, you can keep that (yeah) Shit, I might fuck around and bring the Jeep back (uh) No doors on it, flexin' with the seat back (yeah) B-Boy with the G pack, might fuck around and bring the mink back Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, nigga If you deaf bring the beat back, nigga (uh) Fuck with a nigga like me (woo) (yeah) RIP my nigga Pimp C (woo) (yeah) HBA shit is weak, you can keep that (yeah) I'm a trend setter, you ain't even peep that (yeah) Where the hoes, where the weed, where the cheese at? (Uh) Fuck the FCC, tell 'em bleep that (yeah) (We ain't no fashion killers nigga, we fashionable killers) (Y'all got Flacko fucked up) I'm the mothefuckin' Lord of this fashion shit Don't I deserve just to brag a bit? (Yeah) Set the blueprint, fuck your two cents Number one stunner, ask Tumblr if I'm accurate (yeah) My motherfuckin' swag is immaculate (uh-huh) Plus I got enough style just to mack your bitch (yeah) I think back to when Pac is packin' lint It's like a nigga got rich on accident Now back to Pimp Bitches lie, killers never lie Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to ride Prosper said, "Let's ride to the sky," call it catastrophic We don't ever die, we just multiply, bitch (yeah) Fake ass niggas, you know what I'm sayin'? These niggas be out here Talkin' 'bout they a street nigga and shit, man niggas be gettin' extorted like a motherfucker out here Man, you know what I'm sayin'?