Which work, what do you do?
I'm a DJ
So na DJ you take buy this car?
Put off that car and give me your key
Why?
I say give me the key
I'm going to work
You see me say I dey joke?
I said give me the key
Officer, leave my key alone na, ahah
Why are you with my key?
I go hit clutch for you, I say give me the key now
Erm, OC, carry this guy commot for my front
Officer, what's this?
Wait na, ok, wait for me na (oga sufre na)
(Oga take am easy) I just want to get to my show
Who put your mouth for this matter?
Put am for black maria (mek una no kill am o)
Put am for black maria
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Oh
He always used to say this
He no gon' work for another man
Driving his Mercedes
He done a lot to make it out
Mama used to say to him
Your papa gone, be a better man (better man)
But all these niggas hasty (hasty)
We all just wanna make it (make it)
Had no damn pride 'til he made it out
Flaws of a G nigga from the south
Grew up with less than a broken heart (broken heart)
Papa no show, he didn't get a dad
Now he's getting life, no getting out
Now all of his G's stabbed him in the back
They all want his dream, so they hit him hard
But he stands up, and he fights 'em back
He always used to say this
He no gon' work for another man
Driving his Mercedes
He done a lot to make it out
Mama used to say to him
"Your papa gon' be a better man"
But every nigga hasty
Everybody wanna make it
He fell in love, but she didn't love him back
A victim of all of the circumstance
The matter long I no fit settle am
He's been through all the worst that I ever seen
He's been through all the worst that I ever seen
Praise to the Lord for saving
A question to the world, can you see him
'Cause he feels lost in the rhythm, oh yeah
