Last Week
Sharp
This the one right here, I swear
Yeah, last week i was poppin' bottles
With shawties, hustling, yeah it was nothing
Last week i was broke as fuck too
But you know how a bad boy boyying
These niggas is soft like puppies 'mtch
Could have been a prophet
But i'm bad like nobody's business
Man want, big kachings and women
Yeah, problems yeah i'm winging
I just dey do anyhow no reason 'Ey
Last week men dem buss me
So I gas keep that gbow gbow on me
I really did come from nothing
Dem man there, dont know nothing
Bout coming from harder times
Its obvious in their bloodclat lines
Iss long
Yeah, all that we did for fun
All the times that i heard guy run
Guy run, dem don come, dem don come
Dem don surround us, dem don buss main door
Hopped out, jumped that fence
Shit was normal like this for years
Police and Thief was game for bread
And a badman plays it well forever
Big fly boy, no propellers
I can never be jealous
Yeah i still do what i wanted to do
As a young boy
And i still get better
Peer no get no pressure on me
You pussy ass niggas ain't seen no frankenstein
Monster boy inna naked eye
Cah you bitch ass niggas ain't masculine
Olohun, hotboy, badboy, no joy
On God you boys no dey wan get sense
Last week been dey wan kind but still
Five girls in a four door benz
Dem niggas i'm better than them, they can all admit
Stepped in the streets and i made me rich
You might think you know about this
But understand knowledge is crucial
I dey pick money for ground
For dream, for sleep, for inside studio
Don't ask what i do for a living
I'm a badman, you know what the deal is
Everybody wan chat 'bout trenches
Nigerian boys don't need this
Third world niggas in the fucking place
Better fucking know wassup
Man just, pull up pull up
With dem boyoy boyoy in your corner corner
Yeah you dead up
Gelatino, yeah we chop her
Tele tele i was fed up
Broke as fuck in my apartment
Now i'm in brand new ass margeilas
A few mandem wan end me
Cah i know they main girl
And she real friendly
Put'em inna spliff
Lettem know i'm tricksy
Kanaku boys, show'em life is hard
Came with a stick like wizard of Oz
So after this, gon be your dust to dust
She say she don't like me but her bumper does
Yeah she rise my nigga to the top of the north
All my guys give thanks to the lord
Last week, this week, everything is buff
This the one right here, I swear
Yeah, last week i was poppin' bottles
With shawties, hustling, yeah it was nothing
Last week i was broke as fuck too
But you know how a bad boy boyying
These niggas is soft like puppies 'mtch
Could have been a prophet
But i'm bad like nobody's business
Man want, big kachings and women
Yeah, problems yeah i'm winging
I just dey do anyhow no reason 'Ey
Last week men dem buss me
So I gas keep that gbow gbow on me
I really did come from nothing
Dem man there, dont know nothing
Bout coming from harder times
Its obvious in their bloodclat lines
Iss long
Yeah, all that we did for fun
All the times that i heard guy run
Guy run, dem don come, dem don come
Dem don surround us, dem don buss main door
Hopped out, jumped that fence
Shit was normal like this for years
Police and Thief was game for bread
And a badman plays it well forever
Big fly boy, no propellers
I can never be jealous
Yeah i still do what i wanted to do
As a young boy
And i still get better
Peer no get no pressure on me
You pussy ass niggas ain't seen no frankenstein
Monster boy inna naked eye
Cah you bitch ass niggas ain't masculine
Olohun, hotboy, badboy, no joy
On God you boys no dey wan get sense
Last week been dey wan kind but still
Five girls in a four door benz
Dem niggas i'm better than them, they can all admit
Stepped in the streets and i made me rich
You might think you know about this
But understand knowledge is crucial
I dey pick money for ground
For dream, for sleep, for inside studio
Don't ask what i do for a living
I'm a badman, you know what the deal is
Everybody wan chat 'bout trenches
Nigerian boys don't need this
Third world niggas in the fucking place
Better fucking know wassup
Man just, pull up pull up
With dem boyoy boyoy in your corner corner
Yeah you dead up
Gelatino, yeah we chop her
Tele tele i was fed up
Broke as fuck in my apartment
Now i'm in brand new ass margeilas
A few mandem wan end me
Cah i know they main girl
And she real friendly
Put'em inna spliff
Lettem know i'm tricksy
Kanaku boys, show'em life is hard
Came with a stick like wizard of Oz
So after this, gon be your dust to dust
She say she don't like me but her bumper does
Yeah she rise my nigga to the top of the north
All my guys give thanks to the lord
Last week, this week, everything is buff
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Writer(s): Ikede Ighodaro
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