LYRIC

I want to be great
Me mɜ sɜ me pulli Mercedes
Mama for chop everyday nti menyɜ lazy
Adeyy go crazy, thinking of how to make it
Street nayɜshi, sɜ ɜyɜ sikasɜm no delays

Is our time, yagye dough
Boys ayɜ wild, yambɜdi ago
We dey on our grind, atamfo nyɜ nyame o
Yɜnͻ no borkor borkor borkor na yɜduru oo
Is our time, yagye dough
Boys ayɜ wild, yambɜdi ago
We dey on our grind, atamfo nyɜ nyame o
Yɜnͻ no borkor borkor borkor na yɜduru oo

We came from the trenches, man for dey make it sɜ ɜduru anadwo a yɜnda
Amount nni wo ho na wo make sense kraa joe yehu no sɜ ɜyɜ nonfa
Ya pressi a pressi a pressi a pressi a nso still street boy de ka
Yɜ pie abonten ba street bɜ hustle deaa yɜgina mu saa to anopa
Sɜ ɜbɜsbɜ me hu I link my hommies
ɜyɜ sikasɜm deaa I no dey trust my hommies
(…)
Man be fucking, omo ne wo sere their hating
Nipa bɜ shɜ bͻ wo nso mmerɜ no bɜ duru na nothing happen

Is our time, yagye dough
Boys ayɜ wild, yambɜdi ago
We dey on our grind, atamfo nyɜ nyame o
Yɜnͻ no borkor borkor borkor na yɜduru oo
Is our time, yagye dough
Boys ayɜ wild, yambɜdi ago
We dey on our grind, atamfo nyɜ nyame o
Yɜnͻ no borkor borkor borkor na yɜduru oo

Mabrɜ na many anti wonua sɜ wotan me a wotan me kwa man no God
Den times na yɜtwa kanto wͻ taita jeans kraaa we no fit afford
Yɜ soaki gari no anͻpa ɜduru anwumerɜ deaaa we dey look up to Lord
Boy na jyɜ apprentice no nyame adom sesiaa ͻyɜ boss
I want more dough, I want bake bread
Adey make money bro I no dey make friends
I promise mommy she go drive Benz
If I no make money deaa eno go make sense
Adey my lane me no follow trends
Yɜsi empty barret makes the most noise
Ebi a na ɜduru na woman fom gye wo no di sɜ next year wo bɜ twi rolls royce

Is our time, yagye dough
Boys ayɜ wild, yambɜdi ago
We dey on our grind, atamfo nyɜ nyame o
Yɜnͻ no borkor borkor borkor na yɜduru oo
Is our time, yagye dough
Boys ayɜ wild, yambɜdi ago
We dey on our grind, atamfo nyɜ nyame o
Yɜnͻ no borkor borkor borkor na yɜduru oo

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