M.I Abaga, Milli Nasir, Debbie - Yours lyrics

Oh yea this is for my real fans
Let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit: talk about it
You put me here mI2, Illegal Music
Through this year, we done made a few hit's
I say "We" cos i know the truth is
You put me here you put me here

I don't ever wanna let you down so
Rest assured, I'm still the best around
Go on my head and adjust the crown cos
You put it there
And haters thought i was gonna die out
I was loading up, so lets ride out
Short Black Boy is in the white housе
You put me there so know

I just want you to know say i
Know that my house, and my door
My awards and my shows


If it wasn't for you and the
Love that you showed me
I just wouldn't be me
So i smile but it's yours
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours that's right
My former manager said i ain't shit
That's bullshit that I ain't shit
Cos I swallowed it up and didn't say shit
Cos he brought me here
After all we been through
We family, but we came through
But even if we don't
Rekindle that friendship
You brought me here
So go ahead and keep blogging
Talking about my recordings
Saying i'm no longer important
God dey, he brought us here
And i'll always be grateful
I'll never be a guy that's hateful
And it's cool though it ain't cool
You brought me here and so
I just want you to hear that i'm
Aware that you care for my success
By you bringing me here
When nobody believed in the
Boy you were there so, it's clear, all my
Blessings are yours too, to share
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours it's yours so this is reciprocity
Jahcity, croccity, choccity
Even when i'm in lagos
I'm feeling like it's my city i am grateful
You put me here you put me here it's true
And to my team: BP, LampHouse
Anything we do stands out
Let's hit the beach and camp out
I am grateful, you put me here
You brought me here you brought me here

If my eyes can see, my mouth can tell
I do it cos i am hot as hell
I pray my opportunities will never
Land my ass in jail
Stuck behind the backseat
Leaning all my concentration
My time has come, my fans be waiting
Listen to my poppa say
Boy you better be a man
Be a head that constitutes
So one day you will probably worth
Mills like Michael Jackson shoes
Doing shit i have to do
Smoke in the atmosphere nigga I don't stop
Cos that's the shit that got me here

Young chico close to my peep though
Going through my pain
Watch a nigga do a sequel slide in between
Call them Malcolm in the middle
Doing it for you niggas cos
It's power to the people
Sci-fi at a top floors
Cognac at the top drawer
Push buttons on fast cars
From range rover to a nascar
Let me see if i can go faster
I adapt to what i rap for
Cos i sneak in right the back door
Now it's young boys, the recomer
Find me on the cover of
That billboards and magazines
They say win win, no runner ups
Don't coverup that realshit
Facelifts no uppercuts
Yea i rolling up, i flow sick
Spit like i am throwing up
Now it's young boys on the comeup
All i ever do, all i ever do is stay the same
All i have to do
All i have to do is stay the same
All i ever do, all i ever do is stay the same
All i have, all i want is yours

Yo i guess the emotion behind me
Making this record is to say
I can't thank everybody you know
Everybody that has supported me from the
First album up until this day
I mean it's been four years
Since my last album
And people still tweet at me everyday
Telling me they love me and they
They respect the music and they
Just want to see
Me come back and do what i do you know
I can never pay you for that
I can never thank you
All i say is that when you see me
Them award shows on stage, just know that
That success is yours and is really is yours
God will replenish in your life
What you have blessed in my life
I want you to understand that
My success is your success
Yea i mean to the team, everybody mehn
Everybody that helped me make this album
Yea i mean, chocolate city, lupee, lamphouse
My management i mean, you know i mean
Family, everybody, it's yours, it's yours
Short black boy is you god bless you
God bless you abundantly
Exceedingly more than
Everything you wish, you ask, you imagine