Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NSG
NSG
Performer
Dennis Mensah
Dennis Mensah
Rap
Usman Fatima Binta
Usman Fatima Binta
Background Vocals
Abdul Arowosaye
Abdul Arowosaye
Rap
William Mensah
William Mensah
Rap
Matthew Ono
Matthew Ono
Rap
Ayodeji Shekoni
Ayodeji Shekoni
Rap
Patrick Brew
Patrick Brew
Rap
Michael Owusu Addo
Michael Owusu Addo
Rap
Joshua James Hawkings
Joshua James Hawkings
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sarkodie
Sarkodie
Songwriter
Dope
Dope
Songwriter
Kruddz
Kruddz
Songwriter
Mojo
Mojo
Songwriter
Mxjib
Mxjib
Songwriter
OGD
OGD
Songwriter
Papii Abz
Papii Abz
Songwriter
Usman Fatima Binta
Usman Fatima Binta
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
4-Play
4-Play
Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Mixed by Chopz
Mixed by Chopz
Mixing Engineer
Dennis Mensah
Dennis Mensah
Producer
David Okeke
David Okeke
Producer
Jordan Watson
Jordan Watson
Producer
Jaydon Campbell
Jaydon Campbell
Producer

Lyrics

(4PLAY) You dey look for love Instead of money Everyday na story-story oh You know broke person no dey give testimony Make baba change my story oh If you vex me, you vex the wrong guy Make I no go get rich at the wrong time na They say God's time is the best time na When I was outside in the morning You weren't phoning me back then Now the money coming in abundance Please don't act like you know me Cause I was out here on my lonely And you never fucked with the old me All we really wanted was a Rollie Why feds wanna lock up my broski? I used to be on the block all night till cold I was on the block till the packs were sold I was on the block, feel my hand dem froze Hear ni no ni no then ghost I invest my cash Stood back here watch it grow When I was in the cell, I told my cell mate "You go come out and watch me blow" Real life Off-white on an off night I was out all night We taking the risk Cah one life to live And I ain't settling for less I thank God that I'm blessed I just wanna live with no stress All we really wanted was a buss-down VVS As I grew older, I just wanna invest Cos I'm never satisfied, always want more cheques Now you wanna act like we are blessed When I was outside in the morning You weren't phoning me back then Now the money coming in abundance Please don't act like you know me Cause I was out here on my lonely And you never fucked with the old me All we really wanted was a Rollie Why feds wanna lock up my broski? First anka boys no linki up aa you dey rush Me fr3 wo aa wose hyea me but still aa kraa you dey toss Twa wo phone so kraa wo picki na wo claimi boss Table no aturni mu paddy abi now you dey trust Sesiaa di3 wadamu 3mma no prefer me drip Wo girl no p3 s3 o swimi aa ma kwan na ɔmbra me crib Yeah anytime I pull up in the whip Na wenim egyimi but my paddy you dey trip Where you dey we dey hustle for suya to chop? So today we hammer aa no be champagne we go pop? Mehn they never thought they will see me at the top Sleeping on a nigga mehn, they never gave a fuck Uhh s3 we dwen how the brother dey walk Chale ni3 boys no ay3 me di3 I no go talk Took a long time but e be now we clock Sesiaa di3 kuta block what else When I was outside in the morning You weren't phoning me back then Now the money coming in abundance Please don't act like you know me Cause I was out here on my lonely And you never fucked with the old me All we really wanted was a Rollie Why feds wanna lock up my broski? I was broke and stuck Had to bag a pack by eye, wipe sleep from my eyes Early morning, I gotta get guap Cos I was weighing up the pros and cons Most of my bros ex-cons Now belle full, I dey chop I go buy anything inna di shop Working till mi tire Still dey praise in Allah Hustle for my mama Juggle till it's khalas Back then, it was a fantasy Now we living lavishly Now we living comfortably When I was outside in the morning You weren't phoning me back then Now the money coming in abundance Please don't act like you know me Cause I was out here on my lonely And you never fucked with the old me All we really wanted was a Rollie Why feds wanna lock up my broski? (Free my brodies) Free my brodies I miss my homies They act like they know me I'm tryna cop me a buss down Rollie So paranoid, I stay looking out my window I got old friends that wish bad on me so You know the money don't sleep 'round here We all bleed, so how could there be a breed I fear?
Writer(s): Dope, Kruddz, Mojo, Mxjib, Ogd, Papii Abz, Sarkodie, Usman Fatima Binta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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