Intro [Zoom Zoom] The people here didn’t treat us good
And er they making all kind of ways to get the title from us
But I want to prove to them I’m the best in the world

Verse 1
They say the streets talk, I put my ears to the asphalt
They say I opened a can of worms, my fault
I still lean to the left, Accra dot alt
And my weapon of choice today, catapult
Two birds with one stone yeah I’m killing ’em
Nowhere cool but I’m here in the interim
I wonder what dey enter dem
E be awards we go chop do they feed men?
Do they pay tuition and school fees?
Like a polite slave master, nigga please
Stay woke they sell hope it’s a hoax
Yes you’re wavy but do you own the boat?
Ah small thinkers do the most
Ah you want spite your face cut off your nose
Wosika swa a wasɛm swa
Wa tɔ ahwihwɛ nso w’ani efra
A real don all these Mavins I’m saving
And on that account checking all my savings
Wordplay amazing so bold and brazen
What we dey talk quality or popularity?
E be awards we go chop? nah
E be awards we go… shun the questions cause

Chorus
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, you don’t really wanna go there
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, I’m really on my I don’t care
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, you don’t really wanna go there
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, I’m really on my I don’t care
I’ve been patiently waiting to find that magic sensation
Putting death to my fears in all black dressed for the occasion

Verse 2
You fit to see this as interview
To probe and enter my views
Far from minuscule, on a humble
Dem go play this for Django
My drive gives me whiplash
My songs kick ass, I don’t have to kiss ass
Garbage is garbage it’s not relative chale talk true
Me I’m such a savage like I’m Tiwa’s relative, not you
Me I’m just a savage like I’m Tiwa’s…[not you nigga] Ghanaians are suppressed too much
Artists passive aggressive as fuck
If you no dey check my flavor no be by force
(finally oh) even you can beat the odds
Internet dey cut out the middleman
Buy bundle den mek a marketing plan
It’s fake reality, payola, implants
Go where the love is, even if it’s in france
E be awards we go chop? nah
E be awards we go… shun the questions cause

Chorus
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, you don’t really wanna go there
Chale man taya
You for no dey want fo there, I’m really on my I don’t care
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, you don’t really wanna go there
Chale man taya
You for no dey want go there, I’m really on my I don’t care
I’ve been patiently waiting to find that magic sensation
Putting death to my fears in all black dressed for the occasion

Verse 3
It’s the return of the god so press record
I speak my piece I’m a beast no peace accord
The pen is a sword I’m a samurai of course
Sum it all up I dey job, be rest assured
Ghana ayɛ shi but my my soul on ice
Put your bets on me, roll the dice
E dey be me sey all the manifans charge
They found oasis amidst the mirage
Large and in charge setting the pace
Breaking the norms weathering storms
Fake from real, lines been drawn
Bold till till, fear been gone
This dark horse rode on a unicorn
…. I no wan finish am saf
I’m not a nominee I’m a god mc

Bridge
You for no dey want go there, you don’t really wanna go there
You for no dey want go there, I’m really on my I don’t care
You for no dey want go there, you don’t really wanna go there
You for no dey want go there, I’m really on my I don’t care
I’ve been patiently waiting to find that magic sensation
Putting death to my fears in all black dressed for the occasion
M digidi

Outro
I thought I would be more excited to get this
Um shoutout to all the kids that never get on radio because they don’t have enough money
There’s a lot of people that struggle to put music out in this country
And I feel like there’s too many structures that are blocking people from putting out the dopest music
__percent of the shit I hear on the radio is garbage