martyn chika - from lagos with love lyrics
intro
dracarys
verse:
the sun is up, i’m in tune with the elements
east coursing through my veins but i move in the western ends
my city push me to excellence
zero one zero, call my phone, maybe shoot me a sms
twenty million people, still can’t find n0body like me
i’m stuck in traffic, what’s on radio?
station rotations got that champagne papi and meek
i thought you told me hip hop don’t get slots on radio
i’m a ‘94 baby unsatisfied with what i got in life
and i can’t live it if i work a 9 to 5
doing 96, running through maryland like i97
i promise we gon ball tomorrow in a nine eleven
98 percent of all you millenials just wanna party like it’s 99 but that’s not how you stay funded
i’m the leader of the 2 percent that’s tryna keep it…well you knew that i would say 100
i made it through sheer will not a share in the will
god’s will, but shoutout to all the silverspoon babies, that’s our kids when this money p-ss onto them and it will
cos if i die i’m dying in money like emmett till
logs from spotify, they send me all of those statements
one stream is oh point double oh eight cents
so paying me in exposure for gigs, well it just don’t make sense
if you can’t do wire or cash i also take rainchecks
i know you got the memo cos i said it like ten times
it’s a different breed of artistry when i pen rhymes
i’m ageing like a bottle of french wine
but i’m not even talking ultimatums when i say they got dead lines
pausing before i cl!ck, second thoughts to send the music out
do i gotta trigger demise with a cl!ck of the mouse?
catching bodies i know that ain’t what we truly bout
but am i not a free spirit like a drink on the house? (cl!ck)
i can’t bring you up when i talk with my team
i don’t wanna say your name when i call ibrahim
cos he gon pull up with a semi like he was prince akeem
but i don’t want blood on their hands or ghosts stuck in their dreams
we know more than we letting on bout a certain someone holding back the means to get it done but lesson learned
still we move, dawn to setting sun, can’t tell me nuh’n
nothing change, only phase i’m going through is lekki one
family help you fly you got the right brothers
i split the pot with five others
when it’s all done every judas in the pecking order better never sin and try to betray
bite the hand and that’s your last supper
flower child for the peace and love not the kush
fresh as daisies but that’s a flower you don’t wanna push
th-rn in your flesh, voice in your head that cannot be shushed
never had it rosy but i’m out the bush, god is good
i’ll never be a puppet even when i’m spoken for
i’m not the type to pull out chairs or open doors
but that’s perfect anyway as long as you like to open yours
words are losing meaning, i’m saying less showing more
i can’t get no sleep till we take off
direct to mma like ufc, the only place the wind will take us
scoop me in a range with the sweeping indicators
spirit me to a beautiful fortress hidden in lagos
katniss everdeen, we getting played by the law
hunger games, 12 is k!lling us and packing jail
they can’t keep us on our knees, a black man gotta soar
but everyone who should be paying tribute is mocking jay, cray!
and if one day the cannon boom for me
the tomb is not a dark shadow of doom that loom for me
i know i’m written in the stars
somewhere in the bosom of my father abraham there’s room for me
word!
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