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Yeah streets y3 cold, streets y3 cold

Wah we go eat onl God knows

Obrefuo biaa w) dreams

Day be de state boys for blow

We all dey chase the cheese

And the peace that’s the roster

Roast (Shoot)

Anyway, no label I did it

When you hear crep say roof

That’s cos we’re in the ceiling

We no dey kiss no dealings

Mpaebo a no be healing

Gyae ntoatoa me wo gyimii

Niggas all stopping de feelings

Too many enemies gotta watch your back

Coz too many frenemies

If I leave this world I go to Mars

Mene me pn mene me boss

We go blend we go no buzz

For the ruler we de shoot for the stars

Shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot…

Already the beat go skrrrt

Nobody know obede commin kill it

S3 nyame b) nab3n sei prrr

Mo nyinaa go be in your llin

Mesore na me phone no gye krrr

Who’s on the line, talk fast I’m chilling

Masore meda beach house

Na mewe me lobster dripping in ma all white linen

First of me mate be nyinaa

But I just relax and choke

Yese mete peace FM, sorry mantie

Na monitor me cash in stocks

S3 mede mo ka mpo a

Ny3 radio so police barracks and court

S3 moka masem na mo ante

Me nka a ny3s3 ebia mesuro

You don’t deserve the back and forth

S3 yete me voice a na boys ho po

Mey3 rap mu ISIS

Obede Bahia wanyini aduro Yi

How the fuck say you dey rap like this

Errrh I guess ebe mid life crisis

Shoot!