Backpack rappers carry schoolbag join alté
Na Efeleme fault
When money starts to grow on trees
I'll go back to my roots
I dey find okwuoto-ekene-eze pepper brother
But I fit still take saloon
Swear I'm never ever going back to the trenches
Me I no want that kind deja-vu
Seven o' clock in the morning
I dey find dough to distribute to my pies
These are the latter days
I call my pastor
I'm collecting back my tithe
Smoking on your favorites
I'm unselfish
You could fuck around and catch a contact high
Bad bitches on speed dial
If you get WAP
You have permission
To stress my life
Shit
I'm with my therapist again
Only reason I'm depressed is I could probably use a Benz
Plus it’s lonely at the top
Man I could probably use a friend
Won ni wan wa mi
Worldwide Jini
I’m stacking these Ws again
(Stacking these Ws)
I never lied in these raps
Apart from that one time That I said I’d be richer than Falz at twenty-seven
Let’s just say that that line was tongue-in-cheek
Grown boys chasing blue ticks and Botox
Hmm, me I want my bed so soft
That I doze off to Steve Harvey saying “don’t sleep”
PDSTRN
Aje!
It’s Monday, I forgot to take my medicine again
Wan ni ki n ma fa ciga mo mo lo ra Dunhill again
The only thing that numbs the pain
Mix it with the strain
Jane no wan leave lo lo
Ta lo gbe Ruth aboko ku wa again
It’s Monday and I’m back to see my therapist again
Check my phone, my bro need 10k
O fe lo fi stake again
E say this game, bobo
Tin ba gbe ni over 1.5
Ma fi 10k je 1.5
Japa wan ni ri mi again
We both know say
Last last, o ma pada do fo
How long lo fe ma mule fawa fi wa mu bobo
Awon egbe e ti gbera dating aparte lotto
He said, my time no be their time
So ma fago mi wey tojo
But one thing’s for sure
Wetin dey for me ko ni ko ja mi lo
Omo ope le broke ni 12 am
Ko pada ra ile ni 4
Suru lo gba ma je breadi e lo
Wan deyin lowo ma fo
And if they shut the door in yo face
Wo gba window wole, ma go
Efeleme, iya yin
Awo o omo n kpa e o
If you like, k’owo bota
If you no like, don’t k’owo bota
Tomorrow we go spend money