Kena - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah

(Yeah)

Yeah

[Chorus]

Ever since I was a little boy

I told myself that I'm the man (Yeah)

My teacher said I need a real job

And that I shouldn't be a rapper

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena

I'm on the stage doing dabs

Doing dabs counting cash

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo (Woah)

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo (Woah)

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo

[Verse 1]

I had to make my own decisions

Ain't nobody see the vision

I was smiling at you laughing at me nou di lass you begging me to get you tickets

Just so you can come and see me

And lie about me, say we niggas

You got my handle, now you're at me every single chance you get when you on Twitter

I can turn a hater to a fan

Ne ba ti potsa, bare kramma

I was writing raps up in class they were raising hands always had the answers

Papa thought I wouldn't pass

Hit that nigga with a bachelors

Yeah, I could've gotten more distinctions

But I was too busy writing all these smash hits

[Chorus]

Ever since I was a little boy

I told myself that I'm the man (Yeah)

My teacher said I need a real job (Nah)

And that I shouldn't be a rapper

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena

I'm on the stage doing dabs

Doing dabs counting cash

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo (Woah)

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena (Woah)

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena (Yeah)

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo

[Verse 2]

Father forgive me, I have been acting so different

Made some regretful decisions

The pain that's within me has put me in such a position

This wasn't even my intention

I understand that the choices you make are a lesson

So I ask you for protection

Carry me through my progression

I spent so much time on reflecting, depressed

Now I gotta go get this

I'm talking to money, the root of all evil

People around you act funny like this ain't the right thing for you to do

Or for you to having feed the family

We go out and ball a bit, maybe then spoil a bitch

But bitches is snitches

I swear there's a shortage of women in this current time that we live in

You fuck her, she start catching feelings

Crave your attention

Fuck the whole squad tryna get it

Then you get niggas who claim to be niggas

But hate on you as soon as you ain't with them niggas

Roll with a clique that don't roll with such niggas

That hate that they love me

Hate that I'm king of the city

Pitori ain't shit without Reece

I said it, I mean it, believe it

You doubters affect no opinion

My head through the ceiling

[Chorus]

Ever since I was a little boy

I told myself that I'm the man (Yeah)

My teacher said I need a real job (Nah)

And that I shouldn't be a rapper

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena

I'm on the stage doing dabs

Doing dabs counting cash

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo (Woah)

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena (Woah)

Ake di kene ke ya ba kena (Yeah)

I'm sorry you ain't get the memo