Eyo Mike

Look at these crazy ****

Don't let them talk to you like that, for real

Is 2 times the charm? Nope nope

Is 3 times the charm? Nope

Is 4 times the charm? Nope

Is 5 times the charm? ****

Is 7 times the charm? Yeah

Talk to 'em Mike

Me I'm done with this rapping, I'm just obsessed

I can stop making music ma pile checks but

Mede me pen to me paper so a, it feels like sex

I guess I'm gonna be doing this till I ex

Ma packi all the shit that I heard from all of y'all

Mahyɛda na menfii mo, mehyɛ Greece I had a ball

Smoking the finest of Cubans and pussy, I had it all

Wofrɛ me na manpicki a, did I break the law?

Yesterday's price is not today

The people that you meet in this life are not here to stay

So why you catching feelings like girls catching bouquet?

Leave me alone, pour me a glass of Dusse

They call me the Landlord

Ebi mo som me, excuse me I'm not God

Stop having these wild thoughts

I'm the newer version of Hov with the right sauce

Nea ɔnte ase wɔnhyia me wɔ high court

My Brommon suit is tailor made

Anɔpa mehwe detox juice, I'm feeling great

Excuse me, fuck your views for heaven sake

Take the L gee, be in a queue, I'm very straight

I pick up the pieces

You better believe that

I cover my body with the blood of Jesus anywhere that we at

Obidi dey murder a lotta features, nobody go fit compete that

You **** are fucking a lotta keys, know what it takes to be here?

Took a lotta discipline, I went too hard on myself

I had to please the fans from all the love that I felt

Cutting all the fake energy no be good for my health

Heavyweight, good luck to who dey fight for the belt

Who the fuck is my competition?

Flow, swag and composition

Y'all already know when I put this shit on ignition, then it's go time

I go slash any rapper to pieces

If **** no dey learn, who the fuck's gon teach?

I don't even know, all the shit is Gen Zs

Fake is the new real, not enough emcees

Hand me the microphone and the church say preach

Allahu Akbar, **** dey act hard

See me in real life, they only go back off

Pick up the pieces, yeah that part

Too many houses, it's only one Landlord

Money making machine

Bebia mɛkɔ bia, I'm clearly making a scene

Rocking my Versace and hop in my limousine

Flow no yɛ drug, it's stronger than nicotine

Yɛse meyɛ rap anaa singing, I'm Ceelo Green

Sɛ me hunu sika a I'm not blinking am going in

Meyɛ fasting am growing lean

Ogee but I be rapping like 17

Crowd no nkoto I'm throwing shots

Bosome bills no monte so I'm paying tax

All you **** repeating the same tracks

Wonim sɛ you don't wanna argue cos I'm saying facts

I walk in like am a thief in the night

Wonim sɛ yɛn yɛ baa we de put the heat on the mic

Mo te ha mo dwen me ho no am asleep on the flight

Every single thing I wanna achieve in my life

Me I got it dɛn na mepɛ the street or the hype?

Corny ass **** I don't believe in your type

Keep on releasing the bribe

Only shallow mind **** you go fit squeeze in the pipe

Ɔmo poke me just to get me to talk

Weak ass jokes you de expect me to clock

Waka masɛm akyɛ na sɛ menfii woaa na kyerɛ sɛ menbuwo koraa

You don't even deserve to be blocked

Follow me na like me pictures na kom de wo

Me be twa cigar na toso koraa ma wo yem ahyewo

Ɔtan no yi pie ɛbɛ hyɛ wo mu mana rewo

Obidi bɛ kasa womma no afe wo

Sarkodie wo time aso metee yɛ 96

Industry nakyia and that's what I'm trying to fix

Monka nokworɛ me story na ma mo clicks

Menim sɛ monni suban no nti na megyaa mo ticks

If **** no dey learn, who the fuck's gon teach?

I don't even know, all the shit is Gen Zs

Fake is the new real, not enough emcees

Hand me the microphone and the church say preach

Allahu Akbar, **** dey act hard

See me in real life, they only go back off

Pick up the pieces, yeah that part

Too many houses, it's only one Landlord