[Intro: Vic Mensa]
Everyday bless that’s my vibration ey
Smell like wealth she like my fragrance
Big chain, big man, big vibration
‘Cause we made it that’s a celebration
[Verse 1: Sarkodie]
Aarhn! M’ahy3 da na mama mo low gab
Did it on purpose
Anthing I hear myself rap I get a little nervous
Omo diss and omo dey hate back
So they can sell records
No matter what you do I’m still Sark
Oowh I’m so reckless
Tema boy a mede rap no ak Vegas
3hefa na mode mo nnwom ak duru come tell us
Chale me I’m always at the top memp3 last
3y3 mes3 moaf3 ne mе mo nk checki intervals
Mo tw3n me s3 m3 loosе nigga I was born a winner
Mo firi s3 m’awie I’m warming up the dinner
I’ll be going hard like I’m a fucking beginner
Ohemaa forgetti boy no hop in the beamer, let’s go
Nigga don’t kill my vibe
Omo firise pressure b3ma nnipa a coile
Nigga we still outside
Everybody wanna see the nigga go down
But you ain’t gonna touch my pride
Nas3 3ba no rap a nobody be like me
I’ll be killing dem till I die
Illest nigga alive, say they wan stop me
I doubt the take a little break
Then I bounce back 3ba no Ghana rapper
I’m a fckn outcast, dawging the ten years
I was only doing sound check
I put my heart in this and niggas be doing the worst
Omo se m’akye but who be putting in the work
Life too short Goddamn it
Y3se Drake space de maa Lil Durk, haa
[Chorus: Vic Mensa]
Oooh!
Everyday bless that’s my vibration ey
I can’t waste my time with waste men
[Tom Ford Margaux?]
Smell like wealth she like my fragrance
Porshe Cayene
Pull it up, fill it up with vibrations
Shake the block, chain big man, big vibration
Pop up every day like an occasion
‘Cause we made it that’s a celebration
[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
It’s going down ey
Send a bottle of a [Jamba?] sit at yo’ table and passing it around ey
This is a hit, I got Sarkodie back on a mount
I use to ride on a bus then I got it bussin just looking at me now
(Yuh)
I feel like the man when I’m in Accra, we dey runnin’ the town
Osu what’s happenin’, Jolu what’s crackin’, Nima what’s brackin’
I might pull up in Berma with all the sticks you’d think I was campin’
Me and M.Dot in that M dot 6 we speedin’, we mashin’ (Yeah)
I’m getting paid everyday, Daily Paper my fashion
International calls to all of my dawgs that’s locked on the ‘yard
They behind bars living through my bars
They just wanna see me shine I’m a star
I got brothers wanna see me a dead man, I feel like Mufasa & Scar
You look like you ain’t be getting no bread man
You niggas been counting your carbs
I been eating now but I had to starve
Money vanished like I saw a mirage
I was down bad, dabeling in fraud
Selling pounds and cracking ’em cards
Polo Beach club we in a VIP
Shout outs to Smallgod, Joey Lit
From Chicago to the Zongo, chaley call me Koforidua Vic
[Chorus 2: Vic Mensa]
Oooh!
Everyday bless that’s my vibration ey
I can’t waste my time with waste men
[Tom Ford Margaux?]
Smell like wealth she like my fragrance
Porshe Cayene
Pull it up, fill it up with vibrations
Shake the block!
Big chain, big man, big vibration
Pop up every day like an occasion
‘Cause we made it that’s a celebration
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