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It's Punch... ...Line See ehn I'm sick of scrolling through my Instagram every minute and seeing all of these G-guys Posting pictures of their jewels, Holding money to their ears and flashing all of them big rides Bunch of dimwits and riff-raffs Dying slow but you dey think say you dey live life If you ponder on this matter for a minute, You go notice none of these guys dey streetwise Like where's the brain in having money To buy a house but you stay in hotels, bro Where's the sense in making a million bucks Just to burn it all on alcohol and girls, bro Same girls wey no send you when you broke Na him you dey use all your money impress, bro Meanwhile your mama dey Agege dey sell ogi Every morning, where is your sense, bro (Ologi de o!) Look, if I be Yahoo boy I'm definitely gonna play it smarter I go understand that it's not how much you make But how much you keep in the end that really matters No unnecessary spending on things that ain't important Na only who follow me make am go follow me chop am If your silly ass no dey with me when I dey suffer Why you come think say you go dey with me inside my hummer Lights out Why I go dey stay hotel when I fit buy house Put a big ass screen in front of a nice couch And whatever happens in my house stays in my house But outside my house I go be lowkey person My lifestyle in the public wouldn't be so interesting When I travel go Dubai I fit dey drive my Rover But when I dey inside Lagos na '99 Corolla I no go dey find attention Fuck the instagram likes, fuck the twitter mentions Common City People you no go see me on top Wetin I wan dey carry my face dey find for Forbes Wetin I wan dey carry my head go find for TV I no dey start label leave me Na low cut I go dey barb every time believe me So tey SARS go call me bad market when they see me Shey no be to dey wear suit, U go think say I dey work for bank or I be S.U Police stop me I no go say "how can I help you" I go say "good morning, officer, may the Lord bless you" Abi e dey vex you Emi alowo ma j'aye abi, thank you If you think say you no like the way wey I dey roll Make you find your own client so you go make your own If I be Yahoo boy ehn I no go be like Taju First class graduate komot from LASU After all the shit that he's been through all he Could get was a 30k job at local government council Damn! This country tire me But school na another topic entirely See he was just like you and me, Young man with big dreams hoping to change the fortune of his family But his friends told him, " Guy no kill yourself We fit show you way teach you how you go free yourself 6 months walahi you go dey gbadun quick" But fortunately 2 months na him Taju pick Taju turn local celeb people come dey hail am Change name to T-Money as him finally make am Don reach like 10 years wey he don dey hustle So as my guy blow copped himself a muscle When he dey ball you go think say he dey live for club From Tuesday to Sunday Tajudeen dey pop All you had to do was holla T-Money wassup Taju go order Rosé for you cos you be him blood My blood, my blood, my blood, na so dem dey talk But as Taju money finish everybody run Now Taju's lonely no single padi for him area All him blood don disappear guess he has anemia How about Muri that picks regularly Bros don dey lodge for hotel since February Dump him family for face me and face you for Ogba Dey Lekki with different girls living la vida loca Cut the story short, On this fateful day EFCC bust boda Muri and took him straight to jail Seize all him properties they did him the worst way Only his wife and daughter showed up on his court date If I be Yahoo boy I go dey dress well I go use money support my best friends I go take care of my family and Everybody loyal to me every time I get blessed Put money for better investments, No be everything I see I go dey spend flex I no go dey send these DJs and these hypemen wey Go dey play Undertaker song to make my head swell I go look out for the orphans and the helpless Put a ring on the finger of my girlfriend Haha see I know myself well, if I be Yahoo boy me sef no go get sense
Writer(s): Mayowa Ibidapo Amund Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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