[Verse 1 : Fricky ]

I am guessing it's the wrong moment to tell you this the right hour

For a line shower , cool off in this Hi-power

We hella dope and I ain't talking sniffing white powder

Bite our, Lyrics- Boys be playing like its Dwight Howard

In the burough blowing loud like we high towers

Then find me in a hoodie, toe to toe fighting five cowards

And then It's back to the stu when I'm quite calmer

Painting vivid lyrics till these critics lemme hype Ghana

I lit the middle, Red, gold ,green is forever trill

And all I wanna do is put the city on the pedestal

I'm Like that kettle feel, better chill or better still

My mind is like a weapon, that's the reason why I get to kill

Critically and everyday. lyrically I'm better bait

It was never for these CEDIS, hope you silly critics get it straight

It's a pity, on your CD's where you better stay

Just name another rapper in the CITy with a better tape

{Verse 2 : Fricky]

First they boo me off they stage, and yet I'm cooling In my flame

Now Cats in different cities tryna put me on they tapes

Earning your disgrace, Learning from mistakes

Damn I've really been on fire, It's like they burn me at the stake

(What's up ), You see the curse is with the stain

In these verses then again, I've been buried in the pain

I have barely been the same , I am sweating in the rain

So I'm deserving every venom that is burning in my veins

And my burden's to the game, see I just wanna pause life

Cause the allure of living pure is in the Lord's eyes

A man with some flaws who is lost in the cause

And yet I can't turn my back to the city like Lot's Wife

(Laughter) aspiring for the sky-scrapers

And haters don't deny that they'd be wildin' for a hiatus

Still I strive until these lights say goodbye ,haters

We ready for the flight because the sky's where these heights take us