Rollies and Cigars

(This be KaySo, from Tema) Yeah, no pressure, nah Yeah, uh Came a long way Time a na nigga dey talk 'Fodiwaa' on the record (now!) Took a long break You people bore, but I said I'll be back in a second (whoa!) Yeah, obi nse Kofi Taylor sɛ, "Ne gyimie no ɛka sɛn?" (Huh!) Ah (yeah!), This time yɛacharge sɛ gyata, 'monforgete' GHACEM, on God 24-7, we put in the work overtime, but we try to keep down on the low Uncountable records, I leave on the streams Me ho mpre me to get back on the road You go fit skip all thе moments in music The Sarkodie Story deɛ, it got to be told Thе only nigga wey show you the way, over the decade but still I be cold All of you rappers are lacking the key Bisa sɛ, "How I dey do this for long?" 10 years, every time it be me Everyone else is just tagging along Meka me maame, m'akoma yɛ free Nea moreka fa me ho, mete no tongues I be the definition of a G Moreka m'asem, mete Pozo rewe prawns Wo feeli (now!) This shit is just cup of tea to me (whoa!) I go fit handle it easily (huh!) I go just hand over peacefully (yes!) 'Mombrɛ' mo ho ase, na moregyimi (now! Whoa!) Me pause koraa a, montumi (huh!) Me fans no, sɛ mema heat a, ɔmo bɛmultiply Ɔmo ayɛ sɛ 'Tugyimi' (whoa!) Ah Used to hustle on the corner (yes!) Na mehyɛ 'Aka-me-last' (huh!) Now I do what I wanna (whoa!) Mfa wo nsa nka me gas (now!) Wote danm' retwɛn manna (skrrt, skrrt) Oh saa, bra Charles? (Eh?) Seisei ara, no fake friends (no!) Only rollies and cigars (huh!) Only rollies and cigars (yeah!) Only rollies and cigars (skrrt, skrrt) Seisei ara, no fake friends (huh!) Only rollies and cigars (whoa) Only rollies and cigars (yeah!) Only rollies and cigars, yeah Seisei ara, no fake friends, yeah Only rollies and cigars I'm on the road to perfection I drop all these classics and move to the next thing I'm still at the top, got you niggas all vexing Don't call me the best, point of correction, there's no competition This is not election, obiara nyɛ me size, that is out of the question Fuck all these rappers, they mad 'cause I'm flexing All that they need, is just love and affection They crave for attention but whoa (now!) They want me to stop 'cause the more that I rap I just make it so hard for them (huh! Whoa!) Tell 'em the realest is back, so shut up Nobody should fuck with him (yes!) Ɛyɛ a moncompare me, 2Pac and 'EM (now!) Me nko ara me rap no na efiri akomam' (whoa!) Just for the record Da a mɛfri ateasefoɔ asaase, meretoa so wɔ ɔsoro ahemanm' 'Sɛ mowɔ time, I can go all the way (huh!) 40 verses, I record in a day Sark-Nation, sorry for the delay Lunch time, 'mereserve' mo buffet Stay fresh, can't fuck with the drip Say less, very soon I go flip Twe wo ho ɛ, nsɛ wofeel sɛ I go dip Bad B, just sharp in the whip Man I remember when I just dey come up Brother dey write verses till the sun up Sɛ wo ma me battle so a, mɛku no kama When you dey pray, make you pray for my mama Seisei ara no me voice yɛ equity (now!) My kiddy got fi' dey take loan (huh!) People dey pay for the 'huh!' (whoa!) Ebi mo de yɛ ɔmo ringtone (now!) Street boy from the ground up (ah!) Yɛanya no easy, we dey break bone (yes!) 'Mecheckee' mo payslip (now!) Me tax koraa yɛ mo take home (whoa!) Used to hustle on the corner (huh!) Na mehyɛ 'Aka-me-last' (now!) Now I do what I wanna (whoa!) Mfa wo nsa nka me gas (yes!) Wote danm' retwɛn manna (huh!) Oh saa, bra Charles? Seisei ara, no fake friends (no!) Only rollies and cigars Only rollies and cigars (skrrt, skrrt) Only rollies and cigars (yes!) Seisei ara, no fake friends (huh!) Only rollies and cigars (yes!) Only rollies and cigars (skrrt, skrrt) Only rollies and cigars (now!) Seisei ara, no fake friends (huh!) Only rollies and cigars