Meaya
Uhh African Baddest
Me no rich kid me dont want that even if i am i need my own
Keep your hustle on and never give up
Tell them story
Grand mum raised me up
Backslide at ten,needed to hustle for me own
No food for lazy bone
Had no comfort zone
Kid rolling with thugs no rest till its done
Got to make my parents proud
I was the troublesome one
Cause of me they family plan
They needed no number two's who will spoil their blues
Always made them worry but im sorry working hard to make your life's karma suit ya
It go be,we go make am make them see
They will think is soul trade
They will feel my high reee
But backbiters better flee
I'm gon pull ya'll till you bleed
On the hover bringing the heat
Vibe with us when we on the, on the, on the streettttt!
Mea from the slums i dont hear it
Girl being through alot yeah i swear it
Being hell and back my fire can't cool now
Pulling up no drawings no parachute on
Being hell and back my fire can't cool now
Pulling up no drawings no parachute on
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya
From a shit hole country but i'm proud of that
African babe yeah me here to stay
Not necessarily to get water
My fire can't be quenched
The soul belongs to Nyame
You come near you gon ichs
Ima pull it till it fades no daddy b in my blood
Hustlers be my shade
Life no sweet but we've being penetrate
Still grinding till the peppers flow
My blood started in the hood sometimes no food but here we stand
Stand firm in the air!
No need to lose up
When i'm broken i look up
Highers tight my lace up
Fixed my broken mirrors now,now now im on the roof top
So ima pull up for my continent nana na na na na na nowwwww screeeee
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (Mea mea)
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (Mea mea)
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea uh)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (Mea mea)
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (mea mea)
Mea from the slums i dont hear it
Girl being through alot yeah i swear it
Being hell and back my fire can't cool now
Pulling up no drawings no parachute on
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya
Me blood on the beat, Tombeatz
Yeah i know African Baddest
Shut that thing up
Momma wadup?
Me no rich kid me dont want that even if i am i need my own
Keep your hustle on and never give up
Tell them story
Grand mum raised me up
Backslide at ten,needed to hustle for me own
No food for lazy bone
Had no comfort zone
Kid rolling with thugs no rest till its done
Got to make my parents proud
I was the troublesome one
Cause of me they family plan
They needed no number two's who will spoil their blues
Always made them worry but im sorry working hard to make your life's karma suit ya
It go be,we go make am make them see
They will think is soul trade
They will feel my high reee
But backbiters better flee
I'm gon pull ya'll till you bleed
On the hover bringing the heat
Vibe with us when we on the, on the, on the streettttt!
Mea from the slums i dont hear it
Girl being through alot yeah i swear it
Being hell and back my fire can't cool now
Pulling up no drawings no parachute on
Being hell and back my fire can't cool now
Pulling up no drawings no parachute on
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya
From a shit hole country but i'm proud of that
African babe yeah me here to stay
Not necessarily to get water
My fire can't be quenched
The soul belongs to Nyame
You come near you gon ichs
Ima pull it till it fades no daddy b in my blood
Hustlers be my shade
Life no sweet but we've being penetrate
Still grinding till the peppers flow
My blood started in the hood sometimes no food but here we stand
Stand firm in the air!
No need to lose up
When i'm broken i look up
Highers tight my lace up
Fixed my broken mirrors now,now now im on the roof top
So ima pull up for my continent nana na na na na na nowwwww screeeee
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (Mea mea)
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (Mea mea)
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea uh)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (Mea mea)
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya (Mea mea)
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya (mea mea)
Mea from the slums i dont hear it
Girl being through alot yeah i swear it
Being hell and back my fire can't cool now
Pulling up no drawings no parachute on
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya
Mea, mea, mea, mea, meaya
Mea mea from the slums mea meaya
Me blood on the beat, Tombeatz
Yeah i know African Baddest
Shut that thing up
Momma wadup?
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Writer(s): Leticia Wardbrew
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