Top Songs By BOAKYE
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Boakye
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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