Charley - Recovery

First and foremost
Thank God
It's been a long road
You know
I don't even know
What to say

Yeah

243 code wit it
Never felt any better
I take good care of my interior
I don't battle
With the man in the mirror
Oh lord
They don't like me, I know
I ain't politically correct
I tell it like it is
Mwanamboka El Niño
Got you peeping IG stories
Lookin for your bitch
Smokin on that cannibus
Lookin all dangerous
She said
Tell me what's your name
I said anonymous
Coz I don't really
Fuck with no hoes I'm just really down
For the course
Make the Money ours of course
Till we all empower the coast
Till we breaking bread n we toast
Been a while a nigga went ghostin
Feeling like a nigga got closed in
Oh shit for real
Life so short but it cuts deep
I jus recovered from surgery

Tell em Charley here
That's long live forever
Keep it real in it
Steady getting it
With all my niggers
Moving all kinds of kilos
Coming hard for your pay roll
Yes by any means ima get mine
Take yours n get more
Look at what a nigga
Went through this year
What I overcame just to get here
If it ain't grace and favour
I don't know
Probably would've been
Dead long ago
But I'm back on scene
Unstoppable
Lookin really really
So fuckwithable
Thank God for the gram oh no
I don't need your exposure no more
Cos a nigga already graduated
So ahead of my time
I ain't exaggeratin
Got what the future holds
And I'm running wit it
Y'all don't even know
Where I'm situated
Cant stop me with it
Trust me with it
Came right back
Like I'm Cafu wit it
For real
Life so short but it cuts deep
I jus recovered from surgery

And where the hell
You think you're goin
Hey nigga I'm talkin to you
Where the hell
You think you're goin

Written by:
Ken Kiambe

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