Lyrics

This beat sweet o! Man, I wake up and I run my race Now we at the pot, they wan dey try my great When I no get money, I dey hide my face But now I dey for TV, no fit hide my face Yeah, I wake up and I run my race Now we at the pot, they wan dey try my great When I no get money, I dey hide my face But now I dey for TV, no fit hide my face There's really levels to this shit, I no fit lie I'ma be telling you people truth until I die I'm an anomaly, make the people feel one kind 'Cos they cannot control me I'm like Muhammed Ali, I be in my prime Maybe I'm the best rapper in Africa All y'all niggas can go suck my dick, bitch! Maybe this shit go be the death of me Said what I said without fear homie I be the fire without looking at the size of the next guy Greater is he that is inside of me Cos my mama dey pray for me No matter what and no matter dem dey for me Man, look at God Dem be talk say no space for me Dey say "Rapper no fit blow. E no fit make money" (Ntoo!) Look at what I did, look at the shine How I made the game looking like it never gon' die How everybody really saying that I'm the guy I gave you Bad Boy Blaq, I came back and did it twice (twice!) Run my race Now we at the pot, they wan dey try my great When I no get money, I dey hide my face But now I dey for TV, no fit hide my face Yeah, I wake up and I run my race Now we at the pot, they wan dey try my great When I no get money, I dey hide my face But now I dey for TV, no fit hide my face Yeah, yeah Bruh, the thing nice, don't need nobody People want me to beg, wanna stunt on me But they still taking the Ls till eternity Cannot put a man down with this energy Dem go tell me say "Guy, stay humble" But when they get a chance, dey go fuck you There be snakes everywhere dey go hunt you So many people wey my fire go still consume Cos I say I'm the best, dem don dey vex Don't wanna see a young nigga flex They find a spec Wetin you dey do? wey you deserve Comot for here Motherfucker, you never see anything Mehn, I swearRun my race Now we at the pot, they wan dey try my great When I no get money, I dey hide my face But now I dey for TV, no fit hide my face Yeah, I wake up and I run my race Now we at the pot, they wan dey try my great When I no get money, I dey hide my face But now I dey for TV, no fit hide my face You're here because you're Suffering from multiple-personality disorder Am I correct? Multiple wha? Mr Boombastic no got no problem Mr Boombastic just wanna vibe with you, just wanna vibe
Writer(s): Emeka George Akumefule, Gideon Richard Ekpe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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