Why You Dey Vex

Why you dey vex? You know I love you, baby, why you dey stress? All these other girls sing I shit on you Whatch you bihes Want from a nia, i dey DM my ex Stop talk self, shashii, I'm not impressed Flow H2O you know, it quench your thirst Sit still, now I'm rocking with the best You from the street, which street? Tell me and be addressed Oh we got... keep it, keep it, keep, keep it on wax Everyday we dey roll, it's all about the raps I was an outcast they call me Andre, 3 stacks So I'm putting work, put in work, Andre 6 packs Hit them up, let them know it's still 2pac It's 2Bees, me and Mugeez till dust Hungry nias not Ramadan but we still fast The weather soft but, killed stats Right arm filled with skilled tacts Imagine Hussein and Mr. Sterling on all the same track We goin' up fk an elevator If you ain't feeling this you're a fuin' hater That's all you can be — a spectator I wish you all see your later When we were thought this school of cridle of leadership Could never thought this is what they would take to leadership Hennesey can't you see I need a sip? These dope artistes be at your house when they need a hit You can study flow in our DNA Tell 'em music's alive, that's our town, T E M A We running this game but I'm running late Stepping ma shoes for designer sake By the way, the mugu know the snikes But the venom of a viper does not turn to the shell of a tortoise So we know we straight Akosua what's your style, whatch you into? I like your body in a swim suit I like to spend money on ma girl Will you be ma girl for some jimmy choo shoes Tema boy, m'agye me cool shoes M'agye me jeans me white Tee Yεεkכ mmaapε sεyε nya bi aa But εyε me two two Bro, I got no manners Picture me rolling but with no cameras We don't like poh poh, we don't liking farmers Yeah, we deal with the farmers This is Wu Tang gravel pick Real street nia I spit ma bullshit You know ma crew, yeah yeah, the hottest click We 'bout to drop hits hit em, 6 to 6 Zero to hero, my whole city know ma story Vida maame waakye that's way before the glory Applied for job. Yes! They wasn't ready to employ us Became thugs they willing to destroy us No! No apology. We will never say sorry Where were you when I needed help I'm so alive and living it now Yenni sika a ade akye so We let tomorrow wear by itself Private flight to a lil smoke medicinal kush Put your money where your mouth is, I'm spending it on hell Home boy go back You ain't in my class I'm in fuing Harvard Ball so hard it's a fuing hazard Flow so cold it look like a blizzard They wonder how I do they call me a wizard But the more I know I know nothing at all Yes sah, massa no dey spoil work so nothing go spoil Thirty thousand for a necklace for real that's reckless But we make the waves while they still at the shore We buy the bar, we'll buy the store Bringing bros from abroad just to suck on these drugs But εho nhia, I'm soul-searchin' Snake under grass, I call a col' serpent Welcome to Victory Through Harmony A mixtape by Omar Sterling