Nkorabonesem

Nkɔrabɔnesɛm nkoaa Kweku apie

They said I won't make it from the ghetto monbɛ tiee

Mate sɛ me maame frɛ me mankɔ fie

Benz ne ntɔ fɔm dea menkɔ fie yɛ

They said I wouldn't make it from the ghetto monbɛ tiee

Ɔse ɔbe touch Kweku, yɛɛyɛ woayie

Nkɔrabɔnesɛm nkoaa mankɔ fie

Street ne so na me gye plot sii fie

It's 12 fucking am Madina abɔnten so mene Moha

Yate agum kɔpɛ ashawo amia yakyerɛ yɛn sɛ ebi wɔ ha

Yɛtetee me fie but the street got ma soul

Kɔ too chacha gyee suspension mankɔ fie

Who the fuck thought that we will make it out of Bubiashe?

Who the fuck the thought you turn to be ma enemy?

Who the fuck thought now you don't live in my memory?

Riding through the six Tunechi car ne yɛ 2 milli

**** want me dead and I know ɔmo bɛ sɔ mahwɛ

Every single day Lord I pray mma ɔmo mbɛ ka masɛm

Shoot them fucking dead

Shoot them fucking dead mma ɔmo mbɛ ka masɛm

Riding through the slums meyɛ thug no security

Strongman anya ano yoobe aa mokye ne bebiaa ne bini mmo mma no ndi

Sena client yedii ne sɛn 1, 2 , 3 milli

Sɛ gold format nanfa aa plantation wɔ hɔ nom aa mo mma ne bi

Sɛ meyɛ loose they will send me to my maker

I'm on the move, lifestyle hye wo data

Yɛde kala ne sum ma fidie see you later

Kweku akatasɛm me meyɛ savior

Sɛ meyɛ loose they will send me to my maker

I'm on the move, lifestyle hye wo data

Kweku akatasɛm me meyɛ savior

Yɛde kala ne sum ma fidie see you later

Nkɔrabɔnesɛm nkoaa Kweku apie

They said I won't make it from the ghetto monbɛ tiee

Mate sɛ me maame frɛ me mankɔ fie

Benz ne ntɔ fɔm dea menkɔ fie yɛ

They said I wouldn't make it from the ghetto monbɛ tiee

Ɔse ɔbe touch Kweku, yɛɛyɛ woayie

Nkɔrabɔnesɛm nkoaa mankɔ fie

Mankɔ fie ee