| Apae
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| Ugh, Uh huh
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| How I fit start this one sef?
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| Singitdamnit!
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| Boys abrɛ all week
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| Time is money, I dey watch the bezel
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| Dance with the devil, he no dey my level
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| Two left feet boys abrɛ all week
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| No rest for the weary and ambition no dey sleep (Apae)
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| Not about image, not about gimmicks
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| All lyrics they feel it this is only scrimmage
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| Cup filleth over, Nyame thanks for the spillage
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| Trying to raise my young king might take a village
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| Beneda, memeneda, wukuada
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| Omo si anoma entua obua da
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| I showed you gap between benz and okada
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| Sikasem nti you can’t tell me nada
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| Devil wears prada angels wear wings
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| I’m the new king, nkola nkola bow down kiss the ring
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| I do it all myself, walantu walansa
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| My flow straight yours bow legged, alanta
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| I no dey fear against cause against dey build character
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| Singitdamnit!
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| I no go lie you, Chale
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| Till these grey skies turn blue
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| Me ni abri oo
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| I no go lie you, Chale
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| Till these grey skies turn blue
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| Me ni abri kɔɔ
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| My eye red like a Somali pirate
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| I’m a public figure but I can’t fly private
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| Wanna close my eyelids, rest up my iris
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| I dey don shades for club, a bit embarrassed
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| And my nigga Fui told me this
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| Find a chick who helps you get rich and stay rich
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| Asuɔden I no dey hear, ain’t that some shit?
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| Dated girls with mad baggage, ain’t that a trip?
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| They say my wordplay they believe is ether
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| Ok this just in, Bieber fever
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| Just in Justin whatever I feed ya
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| You for barb you for get, no amnesia
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| Hear and see no evil or trouble
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| So a deaf husband and a blind wife are a good couple
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| I take risks no stunt double
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| It’s a celebration of my elevation let’s blow bubbles
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| Mek I have my belt, kiddies all buckle
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| Nsa tia nyinaa nyɛ pɛ but all got knuckles
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| Hennesey got me pumped up and talking stupid
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| A bow and arrow to a gun fight? |
| that dumb cupid
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| Dapper rapper of the year, the yappers all dey fear
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| Dem times in Yankee, we used to shed tears
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| I dey feel the pressure make diamonds like DeBeers
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| New king on a new ting
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| Singitdamnit! |