Vic & Glass (feat. Mo'MoneyMino) - Amob

Far away from my mistakes Can you take this pain away? It's not easy to let go Have you loved, somebody else? Have you loved, somebody else? (don't let go) It's hard to breathe through our space But i'll be waiting for you There isn't sound through our space But i'll be here to listen you It's getting late, we'll get away We'll fade away, we'll run away from here And i don't mind to talk it down, And stay away from the clouds It's hard to breathe through our space But i'll be waiting for you There isn't sound through our space But i'll be here to listen you So, here we are, back to the place Against the time, don't walk away from me Oh Oh Ohhhhh Oh Oh Ohhhhh Oh Oh Ohhhhh Oh Oh Ohhhhh Just let go, let go, let go Just let go, let go, let go Just let go, let go, let go When all has faded away And it's hard to find a way Will you take my hand Across the devil's pond and breathe? When all has faded away And it's hard to find a way Will you take my hand Across the devil's pond and breathe? When hope has faded away And it's hard to find a way Will you take my hand Across the devil's pond? I don't want to let (just let go, let go, let go) I don't want to let it go I don't want to let (just let go, let go, let go) I don't want to let it go I don't want to let (just let go, let go, let go) I don't want to let it go I don't want to let (just let go, let go, let go) I don't want to let it go

Yeah, Tema, Brooklyn kosi Chiraq, Southside C-12, 9, 11 Grr to the wiase, we still outside Mind on the riches, heart in the trenches You can't throw dirt on the underground, we thrive in it Ghana Boyz stocks on the rise, chale, this flex no dey Reddit See we, we not dey ride nobody wave, we the ones who started wit' it Translation, yen an yedi baa ye, yen ahh an ye ye ye no hit Huh, this shit goes so hard even thе opps go Fuck wit' it, uh-huh, that's how you know we lit (Yeah, yeah, yеah) Grrr Hol' on All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop You dey pretend, living a lie You ne be gang, Awala All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop You dey pretend, living a lie You ne be gang, Awala All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop Yeah, yeah, yeah, in God I dey trust Me intake no loss We be the hardest on the scene Gem stones from the dust Big Dog ma te leash Where's my love in these streets? Pour my heart on a beat See the blood on the sheets Ye wo me ready, me hit heavy Azuma the pride of my people already Tema to L.A Me I am just sharing my journey I'm thankful the people, the people dey hear me Tribe of Joseph, I am ahead of the bunch P5 I was starving for months Eburo ne nkatie in both of my pockets Mennim ade aa enne yebedi for lunch Poppi call me a star before BBC It will take a lot to get rid of me Me and them no get the same shit Me and them no get the same shit Before I die them go know who the name is They say, I move like I am nameless 'Cause I only come for the money bags And I don't really wanna be famous All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop You dey pretend, living a lie You ne be gang, Awala All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop You dey pretend, living a lie You ne be gang, Awala All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now Winning now, we no go stop Kwesi and Kwesi we goin' crazy We at the top and we never gon' stop Hop in the Ghost, I make it Swayze I just got off the jet in Accra My niggas all winning, Allhamdullilah I be on go 'cause I come from the Chi I'm shootin' back, I ain't duckin' no shots Got power like Samson and I cut off the locks, ah Chiraq, uh, Tema In the cut like I'm Fredo Santana Buju Banton I hop in the Beamer The world is mine I'm Tony Montana I'm pelican fly, diamonds on me 'cause I'm reppin' the Roc I'ma go harder I ain't killin' 'em soft I'm up in the Hills, I feel like Lauryn, you ready or not? I like bitches who got business, I'm CEO of mine 1980 Prezi Rollie, we been workin' overtime Fuck the witness, fuck the police, fuck the pigs, I don't eat swine Son of Jacob, this shit Biblical, my flow the Holy God SaveMoney ground up, in the gutter where they found us Stones in the face, Mount Rush More vacays, more bucks More Wraiths, more foreign trucks More hoes on the tour bus More D'USSÉ pour a cup Toast to the winners, throw it up, uh

Scattered Like the leaves upon the wind when Seasons must begin to change again Shattered Pointed shards, a heart is broken Left in patterns on the carpet where she wept Tear-stained face, I can't face these Demons all alone, they don't like me All night, they stay and eat light They talk and they write in thunder and lightning Gloves on, match met God makes Her bet That I'll lay my head down again in this bed I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself Scattered Like the leaves upon the wind when Seasons must begin to change again Shattered Pointed shards, a heart is broken Left in pieces on the carpet where she bled Bloodstained hands all around me Hidden blades in a two-faced society With sinister grins, they carve out their wins From what's left of my sanity Gloves on (gloves on), match met (match met) God makes Her last bet (God makes Her bet) That I'll lay my head down again in this bed I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself Clothing scattered all over my single bedroom apartment My drink splattered look just like the paint on a Jackson Pollock My grey matter been having me seeing red, but regardless I'm not just mad at myself, I'm mad at the world My girl says I got trust issues, honestly, I fuck with you It's just I need the guts to say fuck it and open up to you But it's just open cuts too disgusting to be discussed with you Too caught up in my emotions like Usher to confess to you Caught up in my dreams and nightmares, demons don't fight fair Waking up weeping from my night terrors, I'm acting light-skinned Really dreaming of crying, I need me a Zion right here Can't see 'em coming down my eyes, so I write tears I think I might need some help (I don't feel like myself) I don't feel like myself (I don't feel like myself) I don't feel like myself (anymore) I think I might need some help I don't feel like myself I don't feel like myself