Intro (Respect Me)

That's right it's your boy DJ Dee Money
Reppin' the hottest coalition of Nigerian DJ's worldwide
And I'm out here hanging out with my boy, eLDee the Don
CEO Trybe Records in the building
On the mixtape, Is It Your Money?
We're doing it Trybe Records style
Let's go

I can't understand, why you dey fall my hand
They claim to be friends but they just pretend
They want me to frown, they want me to drown
They started with love, they hating me now
I can't understand, why you dey fall my hand
(You ain't got to love me, but you must respect me)

I don came, I don seen, I don conquered
Inspire the best around here, I'm a monster
I rap and I sing too, production is evil
A legend of sorts, a man of the people
I came at a time when therе wasn't no labels
No MTV, there wasn't no cablе
There wasn't no airplay for none of you locals
Wasn't no auto-tune to fix your vocals

I was just 16, fresh outta high school
To start a career, my own wasn't as simple
Moved to Lagos, uni is calling
Broke my heart when dad said no Boston
Off to UNILAG, shock of a culture
Snakes and lions, hyenas and vultures
Wanted me to blend in, but I ain't a dumb one (no)
Part of me kept saying I had to be someone

Important in this new shithole that I call home
To transform took time to become Rome
So I stay focused, I see that throne
That I will sit on when you all gone
And so I drew up a blueprint, yes, I planned it
Power get to the top, be demanded (uh-huh)
How I'ma stack money and how I'ma spend it (uh-huh)
And how I would like for the story of me ending (yeah)

How I will create a new style with Trybesmen (yeah)
How I will start a label and organize it (uh-huh)
How I will sign a couple of artists and blow up
How I will fight foes who do not show up
Nothing like him dog (no), never compare me (uh-uh)
I did it again and again and again clearly
I had one skill, one vision, one plan
One impossible task, given to one man

How I'ma get Alaba for distribution
How I'ma organize my institution
Many had come before looking for handouts
I took over, kicked the man out
Created a genre, converted my people
From Westernized sounds and now we're equal
To stay on top ain't a piece of cake
It's been a long time coming, can you relate?

I can't understand, why you dey fall my hand
They claim to be friends but they just pretend
They want me to frown, they want me to drown
They started with love, they hating me now
I can't understand, why you dey fall my hand
(You ain't got to love me, but you must respect me)

They want me to frown, they want me to drown
They started with love, they hating me now
They want me to frown, they want me to drown
They started with love, they hating me now
I can't understand, why you dey fall my hand
They claim to be friends but they just pretend
(You ain't got to love me, but you must respect me)