Mad
Mad o
Real shit real shit
Yeah
Streets ye cold streets ye cold
Wah we go eat only God knows
Obrefuo biaa wo dreams
That be the steeze
Boys for blow
We all dey chase the cheese and the peace
That's the roster roast shoot
Innit
No label I did it
When you hear Krept say roof
That's cause we aim for the ceiling
We no dey miss no dealings
Mpaebo a ne me healing
Gyae ntoatoa me wo gyimii
Niggas all stuck in your feelings
Feeling feeling feeling
Too many enemies
Gotta watch your back
Cause too many frenemies
If I leave this world I go to Mars
Mene me pen mene me bars
We no go blend we no go pass
Aim for the mula and shoot for the stars
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Aim for the mula and shoot for the stars
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot
Aim for the mula and shoot for the stars
Already hear the beat go skrr
You already know Obidi gon kill it yeah
Se Nyame bo naben sei prrr
Mo nyinaa go be in your feelings
Mesore na me phone no gye krrr
Who's on the line talk fast I'm chilling now
Masore meda beach house
Na mewe me lobster
Drip in ma all white linen
First of me mate ne nyinaa
But I just relax and chork
Yese mote peace F M
Sorry mantie
Na me monitor me cash in stocks
Se mede mo ka mpo a nye radio so
Police barracks and court
Se moka masem na moante me nka a
Nyese ebia mesuro
You don't deserve the back and forth ah
I keep on dey shit on you niggas
And you know that we gone
Keep on dey live on
Ohemaa come and get your freak on wait
Come on
Obi nkyere me how many rappers ah
Obede put on yeah
And we don't cheat on the game
We just keep the heat on
Omese manyini dodo menparki
Buh mehwe a menhu me sizes
Talk your shit man
Se yete me voice a na boys ho po
Meye rap mu Isis
Talk your shit man
Obede babia wanyini aduro yi
How the f**k say you dey rap like this
Errrh I guess ebe midlife crisis
Shoot
