High Vibrations Lyrics

Fuck your industry

It set me up for doom

I still survived

It's rhett oclock

Tellem morons out ma way

Only woke people go bab

This ain't for kids

We're at war

We're at war with the oppressor

Bitch the battle line's been drawn

Welcome to forever go get rid of all them fickle ones

You know i do it better

Do it better than your favorite one's

Raised the bar for real nodey pin me to these fucking clowns

We celebrate mediocrety gyemi ne nti yenkor yenim

Been trynna take it easy till i realized they want me beneath

Your fucking shooting star

Nana bow then you make your wish

Who dey play with who

Me i died nananom se naa

Wok) to me tukpe

Make it fast

Try make eno bounce

Cox if i fucking know

You my foe bro you're as good as dead

Bntcc first edition

Boy that was a night

People way me then dem grow for hood

All this hate for what

Wai my show ein flyer from ein shop

Eerh ena ey3 dien

Wish me back the good i wish for you

How is that so hard

Dea me yei me ye ama yen nyinaa o

Enti wotan me kwa

Blessing dem way show me genuine love got me lit for life

Dzo yi dzii

Dzo va nyi va tum

You cannot me

Fuck your industry

It set me up for doom

I still survived

It's rhett oclock

Telle'm morons out ma way

Only woke people go bab

This ain't for kids

We're at war

We're at war with the oppressor

Bitch the battle lines been drawn

Think of death as something meant to remind you to cherish life

Obi ye wo boni arh ye ne bi

Enfa mma nyame biaa

And every single fibre of my being

Sure wants you to win

So every time you niggas wish me hell

Ego boomerang

Don't need me no industry colleague

Gye se eye sika asem

I ain't trynna walk in no one's path

Idey want be me

Arh shwe berma nim ne nakomamu fi

Pitri pitri kwa

You don't wanna call a spade a spade

You ain't fooling me

Push your astral form outta your shell

Yeah that's what i do

Music was like will you marry me

Way i chock for there

Would have to go think on this a bit

Bitch i'm kidding yes

Non of ya'll can't touch me

I'm like flanery from the powder film

And i ain't even playing boy

I'm really being real with ya'll

You fucked around and got your vision blurred

Make i fix you up

Idols turning puppets

I'm like shit gotta stick to me

Well prepared for success when it comes

No be what comes with it

Making sure i cut off anybody threatened by ma growth

Gotta loose any identity that seems to keep me safe

Ion wanna lie

Been overthinking and it's getting worse

But this is all a sign of been rare

I just can't fit in

Question for you malicious baboons

What you want from me

Shay you say you wrote off for life

Stay out of my biz

All I do i do it for tomorrow

You no go bab me now

Support me today or never again

I wouldn't need it then

Fuck your industry

It set me up for doom

I still survived

It's rhett oclock

Tellem morons out ma way

Only woke people go bab

This ain't for kids

We're at war

We're at war with the oppressor

Bitch the battle line's been drawn