Rambo jack ft. Porch Kayan & Ultracoal Lyrics

I came with blunt Pass me the roller

Smoke in my vain mind di sobber

Steady on trap , hungry for cash In for the biz that pay in dollar

Gone are the days man be a learner

Focus on making the paper

I Came from trench i came from nkpor

Hood di hot obi men lwea

Got to stack some fundz got no time love everyday man be searching for the doz

I Been on the road got my eye on money

putting in work everyday man grinding

And bigga moni come with lot bigga problem

So we got to solve them

Got solve them

Keeping on pushing hope on the grind on a daily

Burden on neck on my knees man praying

I dont need your love got to stack some fundz

Got no time for a pegan

Eat ,sleep ,smoke ,Repeat

Gonna go hard for paper

Pass me the blunt a new Demon in me got awaken

We grind all night we fight our fight and what belong to us can never be taken

On a cold day My heart so cold like Kobe

When i bunk onto dis opps

I dunk dem

Gave my love life to a demon

I don't do dis love shit anymore

I'm more about dem drills and getting pees

Fucking pay me what you owe me

Cos me and sken gon pull up on you

Make it clap grrr grrr bow

Same bad b dat said she love me is hanging with another man

While I'm hanging with the iron men

Now she's texting me oh Bby please

When I'm still banging dem irons with the iron men

Put my mask on cos no face no case

The feds looking for wally but they can never find Wally

Smooth sails in my cycle no 360 for jonsing

Bitch nigga pick up ur tool and get dis guwap

Many men on the survival mode

Hope your grinding for the better day

Cos shit can't get better if your dulling

Smoking zaza with my bro Zara

Cos dats my bro my fam my akih

Still on the vio no sleeping violating with dem violators

Ching splash on dis pagans , making his life seem worthless , laying lifeless

Don't compare me with dis punks

I can neva be a pagan equal

dem boys are rats

Dis is real life not on TikTok

Allabdullah What gon be , I'm blessed

Ogbe di hot too many shots I had to get my pistol

I can't hype shitt when I won drop no need to blow my wistol

She love my vibe she had to dance I had to make her wiggle

No a killer like yanko see them man Down here wre Ching by Rambo

Dikopa Enwero no chiil no come my way won come Dey gamble

Nwa Apa ejiro my bizz obia ebe all is got was envey

I track you boy is head to head nwa ogadi gi ka derby

Weda you fear allah or fear Jesu you gat drop some Penny

I trade my sleep this days I'm working

My phone on d don't keep on calling

Grinding riding for my brothers

Icho more time more goo my own

No need for intro man I'm coal

My mind is freezing man I'm colder

Need more trees cause man is sober

Use to play now game is over

I'm done here bitch awagi ya hoha

Man too skillful more like coman

A killa like yanko ching by rambo