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Oh yeah yeah
Oh no... oh no no no
I've been on vibe
I've been trying to get it all
I've been on my grind
I've been tryna
You know the vibe
You know the vibe
You know the vibe
You know the vibe
Hollup, Oh word
BK Whip That Shhhh
Ayye

Oh yeah yeah oh yeah

With all the tika tika me Man I still dey hustle
I dey on grind and my baggy no go Fumble
I pray for enemies and things I cannot handle
As you can see na Oluwa be my muscle
No food for the man wey no fit tussle
I Dey on grind cuz the street e be like jungle
With all the tiki tiki and my people struggle
My people struggle, I say people struggle
Struggling every other day
Mans out here hustling
Honies gotta wait
Till the pie's in the oven and
Bake more pies
And I make my monument
Oh yeah, oh yeah
No cuddling
War out here, eye sharpening
Watching 'em
Blind can't see this cheese in front of em
Red eye, 3D see these cunning men, they want condiments

Bake my pies (Demo, demo, demo)
Pay my price
Made my life (Demo, demo, demonstrate)
It was only me
Bake my pies (Demo, demo, demo)
Pay my price
Made my life (Demo, demo, demonstrate)
It was only me

Where money Dey, I wan Dey dey
No holiday, when you in my lane
Lazy mans fit delay, blocking the way
God's plans on the way, I Dey my Dey
I see my life ten ways
I need shade
I feel pain, I feel pain, I inhale
These are the longs days, exhale
Big body on me, to heal pain
I'm in this Biz for the Ps, my quick change
I wear my heart on sleeve, can't feel shame
The City call me in my sleep, it's insane
Big tyres on the Jeep, I switch lane
(I switch lane...)

Bake my pies (Demo, demo, demo)
Pay my price
Made my life (Demo, demo, demonstrate)
It was only me
Bake my pies (Demo, demo, demo)
Pay my price
Made my life (Demo, demo, demonstrate)
It was only me

Where money Dey, I wan Dey dey
No holiday, when you in my lane
Lazy mans fit delay, blocking the way
God's hands on the way, I Dey my Dey



Credits
Writer(s): Amali Usman Emmanuel Ibili
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