Give It Back

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Scared of sharing
Not scared of sharing
Link up with the mandem then we pop and share it
Not scared of sharing
Not scared of sharing
Link up with the mandem
Yeah
This shit is why I’m here
Make you ple (people) shun all the tears
Ntaade kεse yεbεhyε
Make you no shiver no fears
Εkwan no deε εwa nti yεεkɔ yanim yεnsan yεεkɔ yanim yεnsan yakyi daabi daabi
Masesa me nkuku nkaka na matu faaa mekc ooo εfa me me aa yε bε didi ooo!
Wɔyaa wɔbaa ni wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street (yah wooh)
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street (give it yeah)
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street (wooh)
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the for the
Give it back to the (give it back)
Yeah street
Yeah
Share the bread
Get to the bag of cash
Share with the street and family
Wɔle bɔni hɔmɔ to bed dey stress
That be ma stress in bed
Got to be there for the gang
No go rest till I see the fam eat
Namɔ kεε we forget the same street
That was there when the rich dey flow shit
Namɔ kεε we forget the same street
That dey jam to the sounds before hits
Kellz the one from the trap
28 grams greasing a bag
Roll with the jiggyness
Can’t go out Sad
Come with the Petty, you getting bitchslap
Wo Girl no na yε wi no sε KitKat
Welcome to Accra, All My Niggas in the Big Rich City
Land guard or Game Boy get lit with me
Obroni kraa yε twi nidi they ain’t that Witty
Avenor Boys hyε Jalabia di Pop Wheelie Brought a 100 Bikes out, like I’m meek
and it’s philly
Marince had to put me on this, and it’s litty
Time to give back, and he know that I’m with it
A nigga like Skirth got the drip and it’s fitted
Always in my bag tesε Goyard
I trap and I go hard
Young and I’m reckless, I’m living like O-Dog
Mεn Hwε me Bone so na blessi me o lord
Blessi me o lord !
Wɔyaa wɔbaa ni wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street (yah wooh)
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street (give it yeah)
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street (wooh)
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ wɔnaa for the for the
Give it back to the (give it back)
Yeah street
2.4.7 on the coal tar
Grind for the kwacha
I get people for the street I ain’t gon' lie
You know what be hunger?
Seen it with my own eyes
You no go trust when I tell you that we suffer ay!
Wild all day there’s no time
Mans gotta die tried
Biaa ne n’apanpan, meso Mede woso wode
Gyae manim hwε, hwε so yε wode, my jigga wait!
Dinero Dinero for my people
No go wait till they beast mode
Whether legal or illegal
Εkɔm yε ya no be false talk
All day finesse on the street woah!
Keep it low that’s the g code!
I’m counting the days I gotta wait to bring back to the street woah!
Man dem drop for street enpoboa aba
Mo bε gye bi na mon sheer
No switching, we dey trap all day
Ain’t waste time, money we dey spend
Me and ma boys dey owe the street big time
So we never bed
Boys wo tee shuuu shi wo ba
Chale Ma people meni Nyε kεε