Ahead Ahead

First of all shout out to jah

So many people wanna do me bad

I swear

No fit put my car for park o

Cannot slow down when I'm chasing bread

Alele alele o

Ahead ahead make you no dey jonze for there

Me I don dey hot since dem sing windeck

Since back then I've been on the road kuronbe

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey for my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey dey my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor (gor gor Oloun)

Shey you dey see am?

You no believe am?

Pulled up with the gang and all my guys dem ready gan

The shayo cool my body down

I no wan vex but I suppose don blow

But the industry choke like person wey chop yam

Without water

Awon ota

I be ajebutter plus pako I don suffer

For Akoka wey I stay so, dem no send your father

Any baga

Any motherfucker

No dulling o

Ma worry

Sho gbo mi?

Everybody get their own journey

No dey look Johnny o

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey for my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey dey my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor (gor gor Oloun)

I had tears inna me eyes

How many rivers I cried?

How many demons I fight?

How many wishes

But no genie in sight

Nobody had to tell me to jazz up

Cause to ba fo you don fuck up o

If you no get raba no go love up o

This one be the OT dem no teach for school

This life na just you no stunt double

If your back touch ground, make you stand up o

dem no go wait for you right now

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey for my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey dey my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor (gor gor Oloun)

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey for my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor

Rollie on my wrist, Ice on my neck oh God

Na who give up na him wey fuck up

Backey dey my hand and I don jogor

Mo ti jogor (gor gor Oloun)