Lyrics
(This be KaySo, from Tema)
Yeah, no pressure, nah
Yeah, uh
Came a long way
Time a na nigga dey talk 'Fodiwaa' on the record (now!)
Took a long break
You people bore, but I said I'll be back in a second (whoa!)
Yeah, obi nse Kofi Taylor sɛ, "Ne gyimie no ɛka sɛn?" (Huh!)
Ah (yeah!), This time yɛacharge sɛ gyata, 'monforgete' GHACEM, on God
24-7, we put in the work overtime, but we try to keep down on the low
Uncountable records, I leave on the streams
Me ho mpre me to get back on the road
You go fit skip all thе moments in music
The Sarkodie Story deɛ, it got to be told
Thе only nigga wey show you the way, over the decade but still I be cold
All of you rappers are lacking the key
Bisa sɛ, "How I dey do this for long?"
10 years, every time it be me
Everyone else is just tagging along
Meka me maame, m'akoma yɛ free
Nea moreka fa me ho, mete no tongues
I be the definition of a G
Moreka m'asem, mete Pozo rewe prawns
Wo feeli (now!)
This shit is just cup of tea to me (whoa!)
I go fit handle it easily (huh!)
I go just hand over peacefully (yes!)
'Mombrɛ' mo ho ase, na moregyimi (now! Whoa!)
Me pause koraa a, montumi (huh!)
Me fans no, sɛ mema heat a, ɔmo bɛmultiply
Ɔmo ayɛ sɛ 'Tugyimi' (whoa!)
Ah
Used to hustle on the corner (yes!)
Na mehyɛ 'Aka-me-last' (huh!)
Now I do what I wanna (whoa!)
Mfa wo nsa nka me gas (now!)
Wote danm' retwɛn manna (skrrt, skrrt)
Oh saa, bra Charles? (Eh?)
Seisei ara, no fake friends (no!)
Only rollies and cigars (huh!)
Only rollies and cigars (yeah!)
Only rollies and cigars (skrrt, skrrt)
Seisei ara, no fake friends (huh!)
Only rollies and cigars (whoa)
Only rollies and cigars (yeah!)
Only rollies and cigars, yeah
Seisei ara, no fake friends, yeah
Only rollies and cigars
I'm on the road to perfection
I drop all these classics and move to the next thing
I'm still at the top, got you niggas all vexing
Don't call me the best, point of correction, there's no competition
This is not election, obiara nyɛ me size, that is out of the question
Fuck all these rappers, they mad 'cause I'm flexing
All that they need, is just love and affection
They crave for attention but whoa (now!)
They want me to stop 'cause the more that I rap
I just make it so hard for them (huh! Whoa!)
Tell 'em the realest is back, so shut up
Nobody should fuck with him (yes!)
Ɛyɛ a moncompare me, 2Pac and 'EM (now!)
Me nko ara me rap no na efiri akomam' (whoa!)
Just for the record
Da a mɛfri ateasefoɔ asaase, meretoa so wɔ ɔsoro ahemanm'
'Sɛ mowɔ time, I can go all the way (huh!)
40 verses, I record in a day
Sark-Nation, sorry for the delay
Lunch time, 'mereserve' mo buffet
Stay fresh, can't fuck with the drip
Say less, very soon I go flip
Twe wo ho ɛ, nsɛ wofeel sɛ I go dip
Bad B, just sharp in the whip
Man I remember when I just dey come up
Brother dey write verses till the sun up
Sɛ wo ma me battle so a, mɛku no kama
When you dey pray, make you pray for my mama
Seisei ara no me voice yɛ equity (now!)
My kiddy got fi' dey take loan (huh!)
People dey pay for the 'huh!' (whoa!)
Ebi mo de yɛ ɔmo ringtone (now!)
Street boy from the ground up (ah!)
Yɛanya no easy, we dey break bone (yes!)
'Mecheckee' mo payslip (now!)
Me tax koraa yɛ mo take home (whoa!)
Used to hustle on the corner (huh!)
Na mehyɛ 'Aka-me-last' (now!)
Now I do what I wanna (whoa!)
Mfa wo nsa nka me gas (yes!)
Wote danm' retwɛn manna (huh!)
Oh saa, bra Charles?
Seisei ara, no fake friends (no!)
Only rollies and cigars
Only rollies and cigars (skrrt, skrrt)
Only rollies and cigars (yes!)
Seisei ara, no fake friends (huh!)
Only rollies and cigars (yes!)
Only rollies and cigars (skrrt, skrrt)
Only rollies and cigars (now!)
Seisei ara, no fake friends (huh!)
Only rollies and cigars