A-Q – A Class Act Lyrics feat. M.I Abaga

A-Q – A Class Act Lyrics feat. M.I Abaga

Even if be clout chaser
Even back when am without paper
Lay back from the time when I wake up
To the daytime to the sky turn red eye
Make my way to the pinnacle
?? benefits when we didn’t ?
Cooking the fuck the junk I ? the bank
Bump the rumps and make me bank
Stomps me sometimes
Got to be on guard as you rattle wings sometimes
You gat to flee sometimes
When the hate wakes me up I can’t sleep sometimes
So then I remember this rappers can’t eat sometimes
Because how unique i rhyme
I guess it’s cos when you the GOATyou forget about the sheep sometimes
Forgive you when giving the pass
I wish you do last but do what you do best
Have taken the bullet so you can keep playing ??
The space in my heart that
I have for you now sign on it written the sign that you last
Next time you fuck with me know that punishment is love and
I promise to love you to death
The things in this game is surprise and just ?
They try to be victorious until you show that you vicious
Am not superstitious but
I don’t need none of you niggers around me no more
And this expedition was brought to you by AQ ?

What’s the plans eviction now
I just wanna be a billionaire
I just wanna be a billionaire
And it’s so close I feel it in the air
My competition still lives in fear
My faith is not religion it’s called ?
My proposition is ?
Keep your plaques and souvenirs
Loose yourself and you will see me there
Am a risk taker not a hit maker
No imitator but am good with data
Script and java foresee the sales
Hard copies are still retailed
Merchandise are soon revealed
Record labels wanna see me fail cos
I go against their blue print
Signing rappers with new income
and stay on track if don’t derails

Never call me no celebrity
Am a hustler with integrity
What am selling is not remedy
It’s a way out of uncertainty
Doors closed up and I found the windows
Traffic hold up I found the free roads
I could start from zero and make it back
Ten years from now I will play this back
No lies told how I rose
It is God in heaven not my own
Navigating the game one eye closed
From the slum I rose, I compose
And if we go ? we gotta while spraying
Now was on my knees praying Amen
Niggers know me you can tell my fragrance
All about the green light grazing, craving
?? seen war, been scared
Now I wanna see God
But I see frauds
False prophets and doctrines to your offsprings
White shirt with cuff links
Vaseline and church rings
Rape case ona daily basis
Child abuse and I hate to say these
it happens in places you say your graces
There will be casualties when I leave
Pakiston Mohammed Ali
Life has a way of getting back at you
I will be waiting though but until then the ? is closed

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