Soji ni ibi ton bati n'sun
You dey whine me oro mi ama ni issue
Mama called tell me son i miss you
Cos i don't look like what i've been through
Won fo fun ibi ti abade sha
Asesile niwa deba
Karma see ya soon or later
And I'm still stacking my paper
If e no fresh make you dey your dey omo
Know the kind niggars to ma ke ba
Fi oju kere mi mo gba ade wa
Wa se nah ment abi nah maleria
I be OG for my area
When i get i spray this funds like paper
It's way up and i'm on my way high
Anno small moti di omo aye sha
Mu gbedu le ki damu won peckam
E dey hot shey nah you wan check am
Give me give me dollars i no want cefa
Still dey hot and anno want check out
Life could have been worst In my soul called space
I dey hustle non stop and I no complain
Bobo kilo'nlo I dey find update
Sooner them go show my face for the hall of fame
Siri call "Orange"
When i drop jam it's an anthem
Man i'm outside with the mandem
Man i won't stop till i get there
Can we, Can we dance to the anthem
Money, Money much for the bag them
And e still dey for my pocket
Fire can't cool i'm the hottest
Wanna fly high like a rocket
And me i wan shine like the sunset
Make the money long anno want stress
Anno get time for their nonsense
Kilo kan mi if you dare me
Cos i no get anybody to run to
Nobody wey go dey tell me weytin i go do
Terry Apala omo isoko ni emi para pani
Life has thought me to be nice to people
Mio ba ti eyan je growing up in mushin
It was so rough and though for me sho'gbo ne
I'm making my money i'm chopping my money
I'm packing my money ko lekan
Their nigga's be feeling me
No one is hating on me people calling me how far
Soji ni ibi ton ba t'in sun
You dey whine me omo oro ama ni issue
Won le mi won ba mi
Won wa mi then no see me yeah yeah
Terry Apala mogbe dè
I'm making my money i'm chopping my money
I'm packing my money ko lekan
Their nigga's be feeling me
No one is hating on me people calling me how far
Soji ni ibi t'on ba t'in sun
You dey whine me omo oro Ama ni issue
Won le mi w'on ba mi
Won wa mi then no see me
Soji ni ibi t'on bati n'sun
You dey whine me Oro mi ama ni issue
Mama called tell me son i miss you
Cos I don't look like what i've been through
Won fo fun ibi ti abade sha
Asesile niwa deba
Karma see ya soon or later
And I'm still stacking my paper
If e no fresh make you dey your dey omo
Know the kind niggars to ma ke ba
Fi oju kere mi mo gba ade wa
Wa se nah ment abi nah maleria
I be OG for my area
When i get I spray this funds like paper
It's way up and I'm on my way high
I no small moti di omo aye sha