Written by @stataSKWO & @Bisayo-Babatope 
Instrumentals by stata.SKWO
Mixed & Mastered by stata.SKWO
Cover Art by Ugonna Ikechi at thegunnavision.com

Hook(stata.SKWO):

I believe in seeing Heaven one day 
I don't think before I start to pray 
There is no such thing as too great 
Win forever with the lords good grace 

Verse 1 (@stataSKWO):

Im going to be legendary 
By any means necessary 
To me it is mandatory 
To inspire with my story 
Everybody stiff and lonely 
Everybody treated coldly 
Trust in me you have one homie 
That will look out for the whole 
Trust in God the one and only 
Protecting his people holy 
Enough to believe In solely
Him and no one else promoting 
Shit trying to take all your money 
They play us and think it's funny 
like it's a game of monopoly 
Such a fucked up economy 

Drowning us with fake story's 
Making things harder to believe
Like the truth were struggling to breathe 
Underground kings beneath your feet 

I prefer to be on the lowkey 
I have everything I might need 
All My Real friends and family 
Things of more value than money 
Don't need much to be happy 

Hook(@stataSKWO):

I believe in seeing God one day 
I don't think before I start to pray 
There is no such thing as too great 
Win forever with the lords good faith  

Verse 2 (Deuce):

All these Niggas talking funds, how they really plan to get it
Do they really wanna work, or are they working for the status?
Cause Imma go get mine
Turn the table, give the word, I got the work, to make em go to work
Say the word, I got the word to make em read and make em go to church
If they Try to reach, I'm gonna preach and leave the devil in his seat
Cause imma go get mine
They sub on tracks, we addition
We ain't doing  no gun talk
They throwing Bombs, we send missiles
David had to go fight wars
They sub on tracks , we addition
We ain't doing no gun talk
They throwing bombs, we send missiles
I got God right by my side

Legendary

Legendary (ft. Deuce) [prodbySKWO]

L.I.F.E

Written by stata SKWO 
Mixed and Mastered by stata SKWO 
Cover Art by thegunnavision 

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WORK (prod by Camgothits)

EKPERE




Written by stata SKWO
Instrumental: Meditate by earthgang, produced by Elite
Mixed & Mastered by stata SKWO
Cover Art by Ugonna Ikechi at www.thegunnavision.com

EKPERE

FREE SKWO

MADMANSTATA

PROJECT 4

STATALAND 2




Written, mixed and mastered by stata.SKWO

MAGIC

SKEPTIC

FAMILY

Written by stata.SKWO
Produced by Penacho
Engineered by stata.SKWO
Art Direction by Ugonna "thegunnavision" Ikechi

[Verse 1]
Rolling in with the bros in the dungeon
Whole damn team got you running from the function
Spitting fire in the booth
Your lost and confused at the junctions

Your Lost and confused in assumptions
That’s the worst type of insight, walking a thin line
Money on decline, that’s destruction
Your destructive, read instructions, be productive

[Hook]
Martyr niggas coming for the loot [give me the loot]
Martyr niggas speak the truth [fuck out my face]
Martyr season on repeat [give us the loot]
Every summer is a feast [fuck out the way]

{Verse 2]
Rapping fast, everybody I love got my back, stata math, heavy numbers on the master plan, you see, nothing, you keep bluffing, I keep moving, scheming, no snoozing, up late producing, magic for the planet, static that I planted have your energy feeling free from the roots of evil coming at your neck, everyday feeling stressed but everyday feeling blessed, give thanks to the GOD, keep a nigga on his feet, alive and well, I got no complaints as far as I got my Health

No need to stress yourself
Watch your health
Grow beyond best
Go beyond the potential they put on your schedule
Your special
Very instrumental to this beat we call life
Detrimental bullshit have your mental your thinking twice, drifting away from the essential, towards the lies, fuck your mob ties, nigga I’m on God’s side

[Hook]
Martyr niggas coming for the loot [give me the loot]
Martyr niggas speak the truth [fuck out my face]
Martyr season on repeat [give us the loot]
Every summer is a feast [fuck out the way]

{Verse 3}
Cleaning like I’m cleaning out my closet, secrets dripping through the faucet, that’s why I padlock my locket, grew up in a city that’s lawless, lifestyle far from flawless, I had to work the hardest, was the farthest from the fruits of the harvest, played chess and beat the smartest, hank Pym particles in my arsenal, built a mansion from an ant hill, put the laboratory beside the trap house, told the never story in a glass house, then had to dash out, cause haters had doubts, which led to black outs, don’t believe me, snap out, already mapped out, the route to the cash cow, X marks the spot, that’s the plan now, no sense when you talk, sounding as stoopid as the class clown

No vests on my body cause I don’t fear anybody, if you want to kill me, kill me, but do it properly, cause if you don’t, instead of your enemy, your friend will be the one screaming "man down"

I stay happy, clean as Pharrell on my mental, I don’t give a fuck about credentials, the fame, the awards, the medals, keep em, pree what’s essential, if you did the math to the decimal, you would see past what you call skeptical, stay focused on the fundamentals, never lose momentum

Tell me do you really wanna know, I know six paths if you wanna go, six different ways to murder the flow, seven relentless nights spent on the growth, eight consistent straight shots for your cold, nine times over I would die for my home, ten times ten, that’s default mode

stata.SKWO

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