i'm not a rapper, i'm just rapping.. Lyrics

Don't know what to start with

I move with instincts and let God do the planning

ɛkcm deɛ ɛde yɛn but at least we are not starving

I'm hella glad i'm tryna save my skis from the famine

Fvck rap, I'm a savage

Beef with me, i call my skis up and do some damage

My life be looking like the return of the mummy

We bout to fuck the world so tell them niqqas that we coming (cumming)

And skipping classes been hobby

Wohwɛ me ni kosoa and told the niqqa i was nothing

Now they're acting corny, tryna end up in my story

Teachers fighting me over girls who i call when i'm horny

Fighting me over girls, i was just tryna have some orgies

Middle man shun dey tell me kwaku ananse stories

Yes of course I'm passionate but i'm still here for the money

And if we don't connect like we used to then niqqa i'm sorry

I been coughing

Meyare, menho nfa me but i'm still recording

Tryna make a name for myself till i hit the coffin

I'm tryna paint pictures with my words so they don't crop it

I steal the beat and load it on the PC

Then i write the verse like a muthafucking thesis

Off late you niqqas didn't practice what you preaching

Fuck bars niqqa, i'm the muthafucking prison

Uh, I'm too dope for a nine to five

So i been rapping and been rapping till e save my life

Sɛ mɛyɛ na anfa at least they will know i tried

So after this one i beg search me for spotify

Search me for Audiomack, Boomplay or wherever u get my sounds

Just share my sounds

I'm just another guy who's tryna make his mama proud

I'm just another guy who made a promise to his gees

And not willing to let them down