Verse 1
Allow me to brag
I am the dopest rapper now
People used to hate but they love your boy now
k**ing every track when I'm on cos I'm a Don
I work real hard so I blow my own horn
f** it!
If you don't like me homie you can kiss an*s
If it ain't enough boy you can kiss my whole a**
No h*mo tho
Just tryna get dough
I goes hard n***a: Ochocinco!
Dem say I dey rush. Why I for slow down?
I'm tryna be a King
I really want the crown
If you dey bore me I go give you crown
Don't holla at me later if we ain't cool now
I'm chasing the money
I want a better life homie
k**ing these tracks
Getting a lotta fans homie
See me I dey do my thang
Ghana's very Own Drake (G.O.D)
I can rap and sing
Holla!
Verse 2
I'm the Drake of Ghana
I can rap and sing
Gimme a couple years and imma shine and bling
These n***as can't stop me with a barricade
They just motivate everytime they hate
Now a n***a great
Got flow for days
Spit food for the soul and it got great taste
Took time; no haste
Why you on my case?
If I hear another gibe imma crack a face
They say your boy arrogant. No I'm not
Homie I'm just confident
You gotta face the fact
They can't k** me so now they tryna wound me
But I'm so resilient like a Brazilian
Standing on a pitch. I dribble my opponents
No they can't stop me. No they can't beat me
I'm so high up n***a you a pygmy
If we ever have a battle mayne the crowd is gonna pick me
Verse 3
I be blessing the pad with punchlines when I'm writing
n***as Mike Tyson on the mic
They be biting
They know your boy got it but they still say I'm wack tho
Erbody got opinions
They ain't facts tho
Respect: that's what I'm tryna get
Appreciate the art cos I do it from the heart
G.O.D I'm a god
Hope you got that
B.O.B got flow
I'm just like that
Got a problem wimme? Holla at a n***a
Don't be slandering and dissing me all over twitter
Mocking me
Thinking that you cool
Put your foot in my shoe
Just imagine it was you
You gon feel a lil awkward
You just a lil coward
Hiding behind your phone
Step forward
Meet me up
Look me in the eyes
And show me that you got that spunk; you not a punk