Someway Bi

Driving in a storm, how I fit see ahead
Weather forecast, a bit nippy I heard
Beggars can't choose, but be picky instead
Nine to five blues, kick me I'm dead

Cross my T's and dot my I's
Stress wey e dey my chest I ostracize
Do atwe atwe burn rubber till you smell the tyres
Me and adwen b ayɛ aka, I'm cutting ties
My Jalabia tailor made or customized
My English straight pidgin all bastardized
What I for do? Ignore all the bastard guys
I work they snore, I pass those guys

Thank God It's Friday, of course! My mind dey
Rise and shine your eye, hustler's way
All week long we hustle and slave
Trapped in enclaves for wages and pay
Koko king in the morning, ensure that vim dey
Weekend so strong helps to shun the weak days
Mommy say, "Son, well God be praised"
Well these days money be why we dey, someway
I bathe in faith, no bathing apes, a basic case

Of faith in something great, but still
From six to six, with stones and bricks
I'm building a future I hope I live to see and shit

Up early no sleep, e be someway bi
Boys abrɛ all week e be someway bi
Price of living no be cheap, e be someway bi
But Thank God It's Friday, me bɛ gye me ni
Dum sɔ dum sɔ, e be someway bi
Ewia bɔ nsuo tɔ, e be someway bi
My woman bore, wa doggi me, e be someway bi
But thank God it's Friday, me bɛ gye me ni

My eye get, me ni agyi
During the week I'm busy, me nni adaagye
But I still put in work sake of daakye
I'm even up before the sun says maakye
So it's five on Friday ɛneɛ akye
Me kɔ verbs akɔ akotwa me nan ase
Health is wealth, I give thanks, medaase
Might use my widow's mite to buy asase
Waa wo nim sɛ

Hustle no dey nap hustle no dey sleep
Hustle no dey slack e mek wild on the streets
Hustle no dey vex or stress about beef
R.I.P laziness lay a wreath
Dance with the struggle got a million needs
We've been up in here long like Brazilian weaves

Wanna weekdays filled with our brilliant deeds
Weekends we can enjoy what resilience breeds
I bathe in faith not based with snakes
A basic case of me and fake no dey relate
From six to six, with stones and bricks
Build a future, risque, Sharon Stone in flicks

Bɔga ma yɛ merɛ
Girls abrɛ e no be boys pɛ
Thank God It's Friday
Bɔga ma yɛ merɛ
Girls abrɛ e no be boys pɛ
Thank God It's Friday

Driving in a storm I can't see shit
All week long sink or swim that's it
Staring at the clock does it move does it tick?
Time moves slowest when you need it to be quick

Driving in a storm how I fit see ahead
Weather forecast a bit nippy I heard
Beggars can't choose but be picky instead
Nine to five blues kick me I'm dead

Driving in a storm how I fit see ahead
Weather forecast a bit nippy I heard
Beggars can't choose but be picky instead
Nine to five blues kick me I'm dead

I've barely no sleep
Ibi sanbo ebi
Boys abe owi
Ibi sanbo ebi
Boys are living o the cheese
Ibi sanbo ebi

But thank God is Friday
Mebi timini
Sambo ebi
E be sambo ebi
E be sambo ebi
Mebi timini