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Yeah
Falz bhad guys in the building by the way
MDK what's up?
Maleek Berry what's up?
Give it to them
Let's go

When I wake up in the morning, I thank the Lord am alive
Your broke life ain't for me, I had to get my money right
Go and make it out the trap o, see the Lizzy grow old
Dab on 'em le'em know, so they know we don blow o

Next, next, next uh next, putting the weather, we next, hustle hustle now we next
Next, next, next uh, next, it's game time we next, I hope you know we the best

Hope you know we next best, money money get it express
Groupies flowing in excess, they be showing me bad chest
Tell my mommy say I don blow, tell her say my money don show
Tell her to pick any motor, or pick anywhere she wan go
Tell my daddy say I don be hero, am about to be the young Deniro
Say hello to the bad guys, on the tri-five with (?)
And Folarin no dey play with the pay, me am in the kitchen and baking the cake
My guy aboki no go make mistake with how many million, tell me today
Go higher higher, I dey kill gravity
Murder the beat then I plead insanity
All this rappers still dey dilly-dally
And they speedy-sally like Speedy Darlington
Bad guy lo'n rapping, Medikal what dey happen
Maleek Berry for the gyal dem, gyal dem, this a nathang

When I wake up in the morning, I thank the Lord am alive
Your broke life ain't for me, I had to get my money right
Go and make it out the trap o, see the Lizzy grow old
Dab on 'em le'em know, so they know we don blow o

Next, next, next uh next, putting the weather, we next, hustle hustle now we next
Next, next, next uh, next, it's game time we next, I hope you know we the best

They used to pause, rewind and mute me, finally am next
They put my shit on repeat, till I tell the DJ, can you skip to the rest
Boy too fly, too fly they thought I live in the next
Dem they follow their mama for my treasure, see the way am banging my chest
Drop bombs like am repping Palestine
No love, f*** Valentine, Einstein loose my brain and mind
It belongs to him so I dey talk my mind
Se ade nsa eh
Ye block ne d??su eye ah menkae
Mama ka enye sikasem ah mensae
Gye wo pen na wo sika sua bra min sign
Nah we get dough miwere fi eye ah menkae
Falz too dey claim celebrity, Oshe we dey celebrate
Maleek Berry hope say you great, my girl to curvy, I no fit think straight
Shout out to my gees in Nigeria, always God be the answer
Finally we made it, Jesus Christ whedone sir

When I wake up in the morning, I thank the Lord am alive
Your broke life ain't for me, I had to get my money right
Go and make it out the trap o, see the Lizzy grow old
Dab on 'em le'em know, so they know we don blow o

Next, next, next uh next, putting the weather, we next, hustle hustle now we next
Next, next, next uh, next, it's game time we next, I hope you know we the best