Praise to god anytime 🙏🏻 Bang this solo while I finish up that EP 💿 Lyrics below 👇🏻 ( Hook x 2 ) Praise to the god when im low, Praise to the god, when I win, Praise to the god if I lose, Praise to the god sach khajata jhoot, ( Verse 1 ) Ab mein urdu rap ki throat pay yeh galla sookh raha hai, Fact check 3-0 joh phassa uspe moota hai, Sheher ki phir konsi galli mein hai tu poori yahan report aye, Nahi hoon mein sindhi par tu kehle apna qouta hai, Opps chaar paanch chay’ par 7 seater yaaron’ ke leyi sofa hai, Mein kese writer block say seedha album mode may, Dil abhi bhi kuch baatein mujhay kehne say rokta hai, till I die Its Urdu rap, Na urtun karun cap, In beaton karun gap inhe, Flow kare copy imma wash them and yeah close the tap, Inhi sarkon pay pallay baray, i dont need a map, From Karachi, For Karachi, Street poet nahi mein faiz, Tere dunya ghumaden mere doctor hai strange, Likun mein bhi koi kahani badi legacy banani, Keep going someone tells me tou heat yeh intact, ( Hook x 2 ) Praise to the god when Im low, Praise to the god, when I win, Praise to the god if I lose, Praise to the god, Sach khajata jhoot, ( Verse 2 ) Back in the studio I go, Super sochra hoon ganay aaj phekdun mein dou, Jese westside gunn got the game on lock, Agar esa hi raha, imma see you at the top, Never confuse your fame with your growth, You can be famous n be stupid as fuck Chasing numbers and charts isme bhool bhete art, Dou kashti mein sawaar tou phir khuljaati taang, Yeh pen hai positive opposite gossip bhot hai phir, Politics bande talkative all of it be improvident, Coordinate karte opps yeah I hear that they talk and sit, Profit and split discussion no precaution inki maut hai phir, Kudha mera boht bada, I aint bothered a bit, 9-5 in the stu’ then I call it a day, Mein peechay scene khajaon beth jakay holiday pay, Live a life with honour & pain mein nahi saint but, ( Hook x 2 ) Praise to the god when I low, Praise to the god, when I win, Praise to the god if I lose, Praise to the god, Sach khajata jhoot
