Lekki Paradise (feat. BarelyAnyHook)

I'm out in Lekki paradise Shawty wondering why I sent this Text at night That's cause my demons tend to keep me paralyzed Frantic with my movement, don't know what next I'll have to sacrifice Changing up careers The only time I thought I'd flip degrees was when I was doing Centigrades to Fahrenheits My lust for life, f*ck it, already lost it right Funny what gave me back my light was when I almost lost my life Took forever to realign but I'm promising I'll be back tonight And I'm back tonight I stand rightfully I stand here, in all glory, unrivaled I solemnly swear, my left on the bible They won't kill me, not on streets, records or cyphers I'm not one to be compared to one of these hype-men The difference between us is between the lines like a hyphen I'm rapper, y'all like-rappers, who don't like rapping Play that mask off, we taking off on y'all n!gga* disguising Said you paid your dues, you didn't even make it to the deposit Every artiste knows to always trust the process That's why I'm always moving way too cautious Too methodic I'm not famous, I'm acknowledged Overzealous storyteller Even when I drop a free verse, it still turns out anecdotic With this vision, I'mma take the game to places never thought of Can't be caught off, no guard Y'all be sinners, no God Born sinner, young god And I put that on God I'm in Lekki, Phase 1, just like Bnxn But I came here with your broad Whole lotta red, lotta mob And I'm f*cking the game up Yeah I'm up in this b!tch till that H0e throb In this b!tch till that H0e throb And you know we gonna go far I'm the uncanny and unexpected just like when it rains and when it pours in December N!gga* be looking out for me cause they didn't want me to win man, that's a moral dilemma But I borrowed a pen tah Get rid of aggression, this sh!t could get pent up Cause I had to re-centre Coulda chose any venture But hip hop was such an adventure This is the part where the grim meets colder ripper Rap era's open season In frame like the Mona Lisa The soul of my city a part of me that I keep a piece of Two fingers in the sky for the 02, I keep a peace up True enough Person wey never do sh!t go say that you ain't do enough Like you don't even know my story, man, I been through enough Either I'm God level or I ain't good enough Either way, whether it's true or not, we still gonna be suiting up Yeah We still gonna be suiting up Woah, yeah woah Yeah yeah yeah woah woah Yeah yeah yeah woah woah Yeah yeah yeah woah woah Yeah yeah yeah b*ng That part's not even in question Salt Bar seasoning hands My fans stay sprinkled and repping Humble, I was at the class as a student in front of some legends Competition studied all my sh!t, I'm still teaching some lessons I forgot to rate myself at some point in all of this N!gga* were on Hulkshare going Hulk without balling fists Shorty said she got too much bullsh!t from Tauruses All I see is signs telling me I should call it in Way too many lanes for you too take my name literally These lines come written for me The rhymes come ribboned and free Cyclops vision above my goggles invisibly Blind trust, Gillyweed got me breathing efficiently Beneath the Gidi waves Tokin' taking in the cityscape Super Yogo, clown horns, feel like I'm a kid again Can't even be out at dark cuz they been going Crayola man Colored trucks that pick you out the lot like you littering Double back, beneath the Gidi waves Taking in a pretty face Shorty look like Simi Drey, then you see the waist Deepest conversations and we just lay where the pieces lay All this talent in you, you taking too long to seize the day Running out of time is all perception Still I'm on the court the clock at four seconds Picked the lock and now it's all basket I verse and I verse, I'm all practice The arena got a long rafter What a page-turner, cliffhangers after all chapters The gall of these n!gga* got me puking out the gall bladder All my sh!t slaps like bad manners Or lemon vinaigrette over raw salad Ask what happened to hip-hop I tell 'em that y'all happened I can't close my eyes for two seconds The chaos erupts like volcanic Water on my face Heat of the moment leave me with fogged glasses When it rains She console me with more splashes mixed with lemonade Grown fashion like Mai Atafo had me a denim made I'll wait... Sh!t Either way, I'm still gonna be suited up Right next to the supernova, true enough Two suns in the sky like we found your Hyundai and we blew it up What BarelyAnyHook