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Ad Meliora Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Probz
Length: 2:49
Written by: Young Probz




Young Probz - Ad Meliora Lyrics




These man are finna turn me back into the old me
I can't tolerate them
So I keep it on my lonely's
I go where the money go
So I can't ever go sleep
I done learnt my lessons from the OG's
Yeah
It's the return of the prodigy
Bro honestly
All you other bruddas are wanna-be's
Don't promise me nothing I can't trust you pricks
Cos when shit gets real
You cut too quick
Now I'm hungry
Tryna get my people out the ends and living comfy
Gotta make sacrifices
Nothing good ever comes free
Money moving quick
If you want it you better run G
Quicker then Usain
Quicker then a greyhound
I been doing music because it's my only way out
Got love for the craft
But I gotta get paid now
Seen so many fail I can't ever take the-
Seen so many fail I can't ever take the same route
Need that pink paper
Niggas bend the truth
Man I gotta think straighter
I told all my bruddas
"Man it's time to get your cake up
Like a f*cking baker
Don't wanna regret it when it's time to meet your maker"
Like oh lord
I done been betrayed by my own dawgs
When I needed support, you ain't show love
Now you need a favour you think I'm a show up?
Dickhead
Oh
Must take me for a dickhead
Don't talk to me
Cold hearted, ice flow in my arteries
Anything I do, I never do it partially
Man I stayed on my grind
When I barely was making a dime
Invest in yourself and you'll make it in time
I'd rather get hate
Instead of get love when fake
This is a day in the life
I want you to listen
I want you to hustle hard and make it out the system
Fighting for your freedom like you're breaking out of prison
No point keeping man around if they ain't got the same ambition
So I cut some niggas off
Didn't wanna watch my back my whole life
Got enough on my plate
They moving fishy like cod
Gotta make sure my real ones hold tight
Like my name is Roll Safe
With the Casio watch
And they know Probz
Heard that they was doubting
I had to go off
Tryna get a Benz, all black with no top
Soon as we turn up
Might crash the whole spot
And fam you know what?
We don't really play games
Tryna get our money up so we can maintain
Tryna make sure all my niggas stay safe
And I'm tryna bring 'em all up to the same place

Like oh lord
I done been betrayed by my own dawgs

Seen so many fail
I can't ever take the same route
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These man are finna turn me back into the old me
I can't tolerate them
So I keep it on my lonely's
I go where the money go
So I can't ever go sleep
I done learnt my lessons from the OG's
Yeah
It's the return of the prodigy
Bro honestly
All you other bruddas are wanna-be's
Don't promise me nothing I can't trust you pricks
Cos when shit gets real
You cut too quick
Now I'm hungry
Tryna get my people out the ends and living comfy
Gotta make sacrifices
Nothing good ever comes free
Money moving quick
If you want it you better run G
Quicker then Usain
Quicker then a greyhound
I been doing music because it's my only way out
Got love for the craft
But I gotta get paid now
Seen so many fail I can't ever take the-
Seen so many fail I can't ever take the same route
Need that pink paper
Niggas bend the truth
Man I gotta think straighter
I told all my bruddas
"Man it's time to get your cake up
Like a f*cking baker
Don't wanna regret it when it's time to meet your maker"
Like oh lord
I done been betrayed by my own dawgs
When I needed support, you ain't show love
Now you need a favour you think I'm a show up?
Dickhead
Oh
Must take me for a dickhead
Don't talk to me
Cold hearted, ice flow in my arteries
Anything I do, I never do it partially
Man I stayed on my grind
When I barely was making a dime
Invest in yourself and you'll make it in time
I'd rather get hate
Instead of get love when fake
This is a day in the life
I want you to listen
I want you to hustle hard and make it out the system
Fighting for your freedom like you're breaking out of prison
No point keeping man around if they ain't got the same ambition
So I cut some niggas off
Didn't wanna watch my back my whole life
Got enough on my plate
They moving fishy like cod
Gotta make sure my real ones hold tight
Like my name is Roll Safe
With the Casio watch
And they know Probz
Heard that they was doubting
I had to go off
Tryna get a Benz, all black with no top
Soon as we turn up
Might crash the whole spot
And fam you know what?
We don't really play games
Tryna get our money up so we can maintain
Tryna make sure all my niggas stay safe
And I'm tryna bring 'em all up to the same place

Like oh lord
I done been betrayed by my own dawgs

Seen so many fail
I can't ever take the same route
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