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Creating money off
My energy,
Getting my own
That’s within me,
I’m literally
Figuring me
Out,
I’m in this,
I’m out of this,
Country
No more corporations
I’m facing,
My own nation
I’m placing my fate
In the palms of my hand,
I ran, I walked,
I sat down
And talked,
With a lot of humans
I’m booming
No metro,
If I told you your worth,
You think I was Petro
I ain’t gassing you,
I’m truthful,
For my people,
I’m Tamia
I’m so into you,
Time to get the
Nationality out of debt,
But it’s our little secret
So we could escape.
Written By Kingbty EL
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