Nairobi Yetu
Huh
Get on my level, my nigga
Get on my field huh
Stay out the kitch, if you ain't ready to eat
I got much on my plate
Contemplating on my cake
You cant eat if you fake
You either give or you take
You do the math in each case
Don't get put in your place
You get checked in your face
So much game you get laced
Hawuni party no trace
Hawuni wezi no stress
Usipime don't test
I know your moves no flex
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Nairobi, huh, its survival only
Nipe kakitu I'm flying Sioni
Lit at the party, kwani, nipe kinywaji
Dripping I'm saucing, kila wakati
I might have lost it
Young boss man, stop all the flossing
Una ringa ringa all the roses
Whos really got all the poses
Na Katanga majii kama moses
Nadunganga radi ka Joseph
I'm sorted, act up get assaulted
Big bird kama ostrich
Wacha kujidai, we ni mdosi
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
I'm the man around town yeah they follow yeah they see me
Wish a nigga would? I'm Aladin he a Genie
I pray to god that my niggas ball
Last call she say you want some alcohol
Yes, of course, 300 horses blacked out Porches
All they do is talk
All we do is bossing
This that raw shit no stopping
We taking off cruise control
Glide through the universe like a comet
No guns nowadays niggas comment
This beat so sick vomit on the sweater moms githeri
Feel the fucking frequencies
But I just got to be the one who sees my scenes
Everybody's all about just who's going to get this green
But I just know in this fine time
When I unwind I just look into my mind like, Yeah
And in time we got the tribe like
Your inflined but you know I always fly like, Yeah
Why lie I'm like Mike but you know I grab the mic
Cause I'm ready just too fucking
Flow like a ghost
Don't even hit me though
You just know I'm that nigga who just be hitting the post
Life can tough but you've got to be
Able to read all the bluffs in the scene
Niggas talk that shit but you know we always peep
We ain't got to be the niggas who look for defeat
We just got to rise like we young fucking kings
We just got to rise like we young fucking kings
Get on my level, my nigga
Get on my field huh
Stay out the kitch, if you ain't ready to eat
I got much on my plate
Contemplating on my cake
You cant eat if you fake
You either give or you take
You do the math in each case
Don't get put in your place
You get checked in your face
So much game you get laced
Hawuni party no trace
Hawuni wezi no stress
Usipime don't test
I know your moves no flex
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Nairobi, huh, its survival only
Nipe kakitu I'm flying Sioni
Lit at the party, kwani, nipe kinywaji
Dripping I'm saucing, kila wakati
I might have lost it
Young boss man, stop all the flossing
Una ringa ringa all the roses
Whos really got all the poses
Na Katanga majii kama moses
Nadunganga radi ka Joseph
I'm sorted, act up get assaulted
Big bird kama ostrich
Wacha kujidai, we ni mdosi
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
Nairobi Yetu, NY
I'm the man around town yeah they follow yeah they see me
Wish a nigga would? I'm Aladin he a Genie
I pray to god that my niggas ball
Last call she say you want some alcohol
Yes, of course, 300 horses blacked out Porches
All they do is talk
All we do is bossing
This that raw shit no stopping
We taking off cruise control
Glide through the universe like a comet
No guns nowadays niggas comment
This beat so sick vomit on the sweater moms githeri
Feel the fucking frequencies
But I just got to be the one who sees my scenes
Everybody's all about just who's going to get this green
But I just know in this fine time
When I unwind I just look into my mind like, Yeah
And in time we got the tribe like
Your inflined but you know I always fly like, Yeah
Why lie I'm like Mike but you know I grab the mic
Cause I'm ready just too fucking
Flow like a ghost
Don't even hit me though
You just know I'm that nigga who just be hitting the post
Life can tough but you've got to be
Able to read all the bluffs in the scene
Niggas talk that shit but you know we always peep
We ain't got to be the niggas who look for defeat
We just got to rise like we young fucking kings
We just got to rise like we young fucking kings
Credits
Writer(s): Benoit Kanema
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