Hakuna Matata ain't worried bout nada, hey
Timmy a shooter, he ride wit a Shotta, hey
Watch out for walkers and crawlers
Iced out cross made of holy water
Son of a gun dat's tha holy father, hey
Grind all day, ain't promised tomorrow, hey
99 problems, a bitch not a problem, hey
Saw tha true colors, I start gettin' gwala
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em
Came from the sticks with a stick
How you gon' lose, you ain't never had shit, yea
Rich still getting richer, y'all be stealing our shit
Really came from dem trenches, mama ain't raise no bitch
Learned how to use my fists, before I brought me a stick
Nobody gave me a fish, taught myself how to fish
Before I get me some sleep, nigga, I'ma get me a flip
I've been working double overtime on that graveyard shift
Snakes still in my f*cking path, gotta move swift
Ain't worried about Nada, money grow, get taller
World still ain't gettin' smaller, yeah, I came from that water
And we swim with piranhas, ready to face my karma
These niggas been snakes, anacondas
Better watch your back, Mufasa
Get killed for carrying a comma
Dey say your niggas will cross ya
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em, hey
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em
Timothy Scott - Protect Me from My Friends Lyrics
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Hakuna Matata ain't worried bout nada, hey
Timmy a shooter, he ride wit a Shotta, hey
Watch out for walkers and crawlers
Iced out cross made of holy water
Son of a gun dat's tha holy father, hey
Grind all day, ain't promised tomorrow, hey
99 problems, a bitch not a problem, hey
Saw tha true colors, I start gettin' gwala
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em
Came from the sticks with a stick
How you gon' lose, you ain't never had shit, yea
Rich still getting richer, y'all be stealing our shit
Really came from dem trenches, mama ain't raise no bitch
Learned how to use my fists, before I brought me a stick
Nobody gave me a fish, taught myself how to fish
Before I get me some sleep, nigga, I'ma get me a flip
I've been working double overtime on that graveyard shift
Snakes still in my f*cking path, gotta move swift
Ain't worried about Nada, money grow, get taller
World still ain't gettin' smaller, yeah, I came from that water
And we swim with piranhas, ready to face my karma
These niggas been snakes, anacondas
Better watch your back, Mufasa
Get killed for carrying a comma
Dey say your niggas will cross ya
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em, hey
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em
Timmy a shooter, he ride wit a Shotta, hey
Watch out for walkers and crawlers
Iced out cross made of holy water
Son of a gun dat's tha holy father, hey
Grind all day, ain't promised tomorrow, hey
99 problems, a bitch not a problem, hey
Saw tha true colors, I start gettin' gwala
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em
Came from the sticks with a stick
How you gon' lose, you ain't never had shit, yea
Rich still getting richer, y'all be stealing our shit
Really came from dem trenches, mama ain't raise no bitch
Learned how to use my fists, before I brought me a stick
Nobody gave me a fish, taught myself how to fish
Before I get me some sleep, nigga, I'ma get me a flip
I've been working double overtime on that graveyard shift
Snakes still in my f*cking path, gotta move swift
Ain't worried about Nada, money grow, get taller
World still ain't gettin' smaller, yeah, I came from that water
And we swim with piranhas, ready to face my karma
These niggas been snakes, anacondas
Better watch your back, Mufasa
Get killed for carrying a comma
Dey say your niggas will cross ya
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em, hey
Protect me from my friends, my foes, I got em
Writer: Timothy Scott
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