Intro

They all just keep coming like troops…

(Ey ey )

They all just keep coming like troops……

Hook

They all just keep coming like troops

I’m finna body your crew

I know who I am

Ain’t afraid of nobody

I’m finna jus body the troops

I’m finna jus body the troop

I know who I am

Ain’t afraid of nobody

I’m finna jus body the troops

Lines

The best way to deal with a hater is dip

They see that you winning

So all of em trip

They trying to stop you

They tighten the grip

They don’t see the day when no

You hit em you flip

You get tired of gimmicks

They too busy mimicking Mickey

I murder them leave a sign on

Their head

Yes she murdered by Mickey

All of these suckers can’t not please the

Crowd you all looking at me cause I am the crown

I tell em I tell em to bow

I just threw a fist and they really

Blacked out

Goodnight rest in peace

I’m sending em off

I am the queen

You can hear the applause

As Matter of fact

Bump all records

You can not press next

Lines

They see you intact

They can not get rest

They plotting and scheming

They form an attack

I live isaiah 54:17

54 verse 17 ( ad lip )

That no weapon forming against me

Shall prosper

I’m moving with God so you know

Imma prosper

Tell all of these labels to send me

An offer cause soon after this

I am who they’ll be after

My vocals too heavy

Just send me a cheque

The track that I’m on

They all know can’t be wack

I tell all these suckers

I won’t be replaced

They still tryna stop me

I’m finna just chop em all

Chop em all chop em all

Murda dem murda dem

Murda 10 murda 10

Mi fina jus turn Di gurl to a fan

Beat me 10

& I get up a Hunnid

They don’t know

That my prayers

Behind it

They don’t know

I got God on my side

My whole life I’ve been

Dealing with drama

I pray to God

To relieve all the trauma

Sleep less nights

Cause I’m seeking for peace

Wishing that all of these people

Could see that I am just pushing

My passion and I ain’t got no

Time for no beefing and lies

But all these chicks still ain’t getting

The memo

All these chicks

Can not get to my level

They too busy trying to dance with the devil

They looking at me and they seeing

A rebel cause all of em

Know I am covered by Jesus

He is my Lord and my saviour

In Christ all things are possible

They said I won’t win it’s impossible

But look me now

Im the prize I’m the trophy

They all look surprised like how

Did I make it despite all

The lies

Despite all their failed

Attempts still I rise

I rise to the top my

Talent is raw

It’s talent galore

This that

God given juice

It could never run dry