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Michael Boakye
Michael Boakye
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Boakye
Michael Boakye
Songwriter

Lyrics

You can mess with my bitch
  But don’t mess with the drip
  Get the guap one time and then we trip
  this ain’t 2pac,this Kay Flip
  Same dream we sacrifice 3nky3 we go hit
  Real
  Bang bang bang hit flows
  Anadwo y3 d3 but the street so cold
  Here we be doing the most
  S3 mo de3 agoro bi yeah you **** Dey joke
  You be kidding
  Spit my all in when I’m blessed with the beat
  Accra we Dey Jon boy you for read
  I sheda dey rattle bl3 sometimes
   
                       I want blow opp Bebia overseas
  I’m the type that go go get it
  3nfa me ho if u switch up on me
  Me i got the click all running
  Form zero to hero, my dawgs all balling
  Like Lakers...
  
                        Me I never slack on the papers
  Tonight y’all jam with my latest
  Yebedi nkunim greatnexxt
  Pull-up in a Maybach it’s fun no strippers
  Someguys sellout the team
  You never post my songs all u do is post Codiene
  But wose wonuaaa me how is that possible
  Bad boys Timz am loading
  Hit pun hit on the road
  
                        Kakra nkakra no time y3b3 du ooo
  Clear of the scene y’all not good to go with the flex ..
  Menb3 ha me am the next
  Young black boy I wanna fly overseas
  M’ani aso gonnn im a beast unleashed
  I’m a go getter TSN boy I’m on my feet
  Owo hor ah na y3 bor wonwon on repeat
  God damn it!
                        Dreams so floody,dreams soo fly
                        Ma **** on the block everything alright
                        Y3kyermu de3 nk)) but then no lie
                        new school rappers yen a ye nie we in the line
 
  You know abi rapping since 09
  Use to rap in the dormitories but ebi wanna freestyles wey dey trend online
  Sε neε meti sii beat no so walaahi I hope say my people gonna feel the vibe
  Obi nkɔ kakyerε Lionel sε afe wei mekye no rap battle aaaa aswear no mercy
              Ma killi instrumentals bεyε thirty
  No one be envelope for here but adey address them all
  All eyes on me the return of Tupac Shakur
  Turning my dreams to reality yes of course
  Ma flow be sick I need some paracetamol
             If you exclude we you will never go high
  Boys dey tag along but yet we don’t mind
  5K for a verse Mr Boakye you try
  Allahu Fatan kyerε sε Nyankopɔn yε guy
  Three rap styles in a minute
  Not only hip hop we dey do woma yε afrobeats koraa Joe we go kill it
  Your bars no be hot so yεhyia wɔ meeting ase na woopri vip tickets
  Ɛnyɛ center-filled tipɛn ne trident you should know sε Leroy is too different
  
  WOAH
  Leroy is too different
             Am in my Dracula mode
             Not in a regular mode
  Turn on your cellular mode
  IG we fucking up shows
  Boys be acting like whoes
  Them be snitching for dough
  Just put we on low
  But we, we came for gold
  Yeah we came for gold and I hope you know
  Yɛpɛ more, Yɛpɛ more
  Shun dey do captions
  2021 and beyond, more actions
                       Dreams so floody,dreams soo fly
                       Ma **** on the block everything alright
                       Y3kyermu de3 nk)) but then no lie
                      New school rappers yen a ye nie we in the line
  
  I have been living like a boss buh I still dey call my ****
  Ano dey bother dea woreka no ntumi tu me pillers
  Me kɔ m’anim a menhwɛ m’akyi efisɛ mayɛ
  Wo favorite rapper na wogye nudi nu oy3 me student
  
  Anytime I pull up w)mo si boy nu y3 bad
  Sebi sebi hwan na tes3 me hwan na 3y3 hard
  Mep3 na me gi mic kaa na rapper nu ay3 sad
  If eno be me a n**a hwan na dropi bars?
  Me nu mey3 boss am always on board
  Young Black Boy nansu w)mu wu me s3 chalk
  Underground boy with the fire buh still ano dey burn as3 me ni Maame water be dey f**k
  
                       Mu da dwena anka the boy no go blow, afai di33 mu ay3 slow,
  Mep3 na metumi di me rap nu y3 mu show, Buh am always on the low, you don\'t need to be told, Lanky me nny3 tape buh see the way adey flow everyday!
  Me ano dey feel the cardi cus Eno dey bee chale make you off the set cus adey come lick
  Mu nu mu y3 parasite Monday to Sunday me feedy mu nansu still aa mu punch y3 weak (week)
  S3 dia me to dorome nu nti wu girl nu se babe come see me anadwo wei me p3 s3 wu pi
     W)se mey3 bad w)se hard w)se mey3 one man thousand su w) fr3 me shark
  You for think twice barima wo maame hy3 fie, wode sika no ama girl nu na )rewe kusie
  Time no dey n**ga pim ko
  Me nsa ka sika no bi a m3 ride nu s3 )ponko
  m’ani as) kɔɔ,wo dea hwɛ as3 mok)
  Babia me b3kɔ nu n**g mefrɛ a obiara kɔ
  abi you know, is your boy Lanky!!!
                           Dreams so floody,dreams soo fly
                           Ma **** on the block everything alright
                          Y3kyermu de3 nk)) but then no lie
                          New school rappers yen a ye nie we in the line
  
  Adey on my level these boys nor fit fuck with us
  I’m the devil the demons are running out
  Fr3 me rebel Ali for dey chock aside
  Dirty boys u dey figa the trenches
  We know u bad but u for no move reckless
  
  Hard to decide when they’re saying they love me
  Come from the bottom u know it ain’t saucy
  You move to slow me i\'m on a space drift
  Switching my flow I’m flowing for ages
  These people Dey envy I see in they faces
  Discussing and talking bout me I trace it
   My g jus pull op in Range Rover
  Your boy say he had never see dollar
  Me di3 m3ka ama wo ate if enor sweet your ears chale twa waso n’awe
  Your girl is in love with the mandem
  Abet she be feeling the vibe
  I go better my level and praise to Allah it’s love see no matter the whether
  The girlies dey run around for the digits so ****
  dey knack and pass more ****
  And boys go dey laugh and take more pictures
  Fuck boys dey take no interest
  Watch you self chale no go regret
  Me me Kye Wo a 3b3y3 wo s3 mm mm
  
  Money nor dey but still I chase it
   For the studio I dey solve more cases
  Omu se mafon they on know what I’m facing
  Like I give a fuck
  I ain’t letting up
  On my mama i swear we dey go up
  On my brothers we pouring the toast up
  For my geng we ride here we slow
  I’m focused on making the money you people be funny you know you for respect
  You can’t do like me on God
  Because you are not built like me on God
  
  Cold in the trenches when they said we go fade out
  Come closer see wanna layout
  1 second biaa boys boys get paid out
  Dreams come through we never dey break down no way
  Billboard put me on test
  Mic 1 2 put that on check
  Anhwɛ aa mɛhye booth no before ma next step
  I’ve been cooking rap in the kitchen mo frɛ me rap chef
  Go get it
  Put a red line on ma lyrics
  Feel it
  I don’t even know how i did it did it
  So so clean in ma city
  Nyame mma yɛn nyɛ b)ne nkyɛ we do it for a minute
             Na ma mene
  Blessed up
  I’m a get it go
  On a road I’m going for gold
  Time up and I won though
  Critics never break me yɛ serebo) oo
  I’m blessed for the jiggas and jiggas are blessed for the jiggas and the jiggas are blessed too
Thank God for the life I’m living now things no Dey move but still I’m grateful
Pay me back all my money though
I don’t accept no apologies
Wo de me ka aa tua no ntɛm cause soon beatings will never be a felony
PREACHER!!
 Dreams so floody,dreams soo fly
Ma **** on the block everything alright
Y3kyermu de3 nk)) but then no lie
New school rappers yen a ye nie we in the line
Written by: Michael Boakye
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