Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rinxy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Okeah-Barclays Richard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rinxy
Producer
Lyrics
(Inaudible)
(Yeah)
Money come money go!
Things come things go!
Run it up!
Never go low!
Because you fit kolo.
Omo e no easy for Rinxy
Lately I’ve been thinking
I’ve been drinking
What kind of life I’m I leaving
Feels like nothing is even working
And all these fakers acting funny
(Yeah)
Feels like I’m day dreaming
Seeing myself in an ocean drowning
And no one care to save me
Cameras up tryna see if I’m gonna make it
Shit funny how things be moving lately
(Yeah)
Why you want to see your fellow man fail?
Weytin be the gain? (Weytin be the gain?)
You say you want make all of us win, but why you come de hate? (Why you con de hate?)
I buy motor, you say I no wan de relate (Ooo)
Weytin be the gain? (Weytin be the gain?)
Weytin be the gain?
Brother!
Chaii !
Aye!
I tell them me just wan run up my money-ye
Why you wan carry me for Akunache?
Me just wan find my peace-ye
You no like me kick bucket-ye
Ye ye
I light up my Jay Jay (Yeah)
I puff my Jay Jay (Uh, yeah)
Then I run my race race (Yeah)
Ye ye
I remember when dem been de curse me
I remember when dem been de laugh me
I remember when you disembark me
I remember when una been shun me
I remember when I been de trenches
I remember when I been get nothing
I remember when I been de hustle
I remember when I been de struggle
I remember when Owo de blow me
I remember when nobody no love me
But cheers to better days
Cheers to better days
Mouth wey talk bad thing about you
Go talk good thing when you done make am oh
This life just de like bone straight
Everybody want am but na only who get money fit afford am oh
Life is a bitch
Fuck am with protection oh
Use you 99 make u no enter depression oh
Because that one na for bad intention oh
Anybody wey try me I go put am for tension oh
I tell them me just wan run up my money-ye
Why you wan carry me for Akunache?
Me just wan find my peace-ye
You no like me kick bucket-ye
Ye ye
I light up my Jay Jay
I puff my Jay Jay
Then I run my race race
Ye ye
This is for the Good Times!
Cheers to the Bad Times though
I Thank God for where we at
Even if we are not where we want to be
We making progress!.
Written by: Okeah-Barclays Richard