Why you dey vex?
You know I love you, baby, why you dey stress?
All these other girls sing I shit on you Whatch you bihes
Want from a nia, i dey DM my ex
Stop talk self, shashii, I'm not impressed
Flow H2O you know, it quench your thirst
Sit still, now I'm rocking with the best
You from the street, which street? Tell me and be addressed
Oh we got... keep it, keep it, keep, keep it on wax
Everyday we dey roll, it's all about the raps
I was an outcast they call me Andre, 3 stacks
So I'm putting work, put in work, Andre 6 packs
Hit them up, let them know it's still 2pac
It's 2Bees, me and Mugeez till dust
Hungry nias not Ramadan but we still fast
The weather soft but, killed stats
Right arm filled with skilled tacts
Imagine Hussein and Mr. Sterling on all the same track
We goin' up fk an elevator
If you ain't feeling this you're a fuin' hater
That's all you can be — a spectator
I wish you all see your later
When we were thought this school of cridle of leadership
Could never thought this is what they would take to leadership
Hennesey can't you see I need a sip?
These dope artistes be at your house when they need a hit
You can study flow in our DNA
Tell 'em music's alive, that's our town, T E M A
We running this game but I'm running late
Stepping ma shoes for designer sake
By the way, the mugu know the snikes
But the venom of a viper does not turn to the shell of a tortoise
So we know we straight
Akosua what's your style, whatch you into?
I like your body in a swim suit
I like to spend money on ma girl
Will you be ma girl for some jimmy choo shoes
Tema boy, m'agye me cool shoes
M'agye me jeans me white Tee
Yεεkכ mmaapε sεyε nya bi aa
But εyε me two two
Bro, I got no manners
Picture me rolling but with no cameras
We don't like poh poh, we don't liking farmers
Yeah, we deal with the farmers
This is Wu Tang gravel pick
Real street nia I spit ma bullshit
You know ma crew, yeah yeah, the hottest click
We 'bout to drop hits hit em, 6 to 6
Zero to hero, my whole city know ma story
Vida maame waakye that's way before the glory
Applied for job. Yes! They wasn't ready to employ us
Became thugs they willing to destroy us
No! No apology. We will never say sorry
Where were you when I needed help
I'm so alive and living it now
Yenni sika a ade akye so
We let tomorrow wear by itself
Private flight to a lil smoke medicinal kush
Put your money where your mouth is, I'm spending it on hell
Home boy go back
You ain't in my class I'm in fuing Harvard
Ball so hard it's a fuing hazard
Flow so cold it look like a blizzard
They wonder how I do they call me a wizard
But the more I know I know nothing at all
Yes sah, massa no dey spoil work so nothing go spoil
Thirty thousand for a necklace for real that's reckless
But we make the waves while they still at the shore
We buy the bar, we'll buy the store
Bringing bros from abroad just to suck on these drugs
But εho nhia, I'm soul-searchin'
Snake under grass, I call a col' serpent
Welcome to Victory Through Harmony
A mixtape by Omar Sterling