Fake Vibes

Fake vibe, fake energy More life, more enemies But I now get time, I dey chase many things Chase many things I dey chase many things, hey Real yarn, I want plenty things Make my shima shake nyash Under the sea I'm talking real trips, a thousand in tips A thousand receipts, a thousand receipts 'Cause if I want smoke, I go blow my igbo If you feeling what I'm feeling, follow my flow Boys no dey smile, dem go run you on a low No reason am too much, na so my guy take kolo, eh Fake vibe, fake energy More life, more enemies But I now get time, I dey chase many things Chase many things I dey chase many things, hey Real yarn, I want plenty things Make my shima shake nyash Under the sea I'm talking real trips, a thousand in tips A thousand receipts, a thousand receipts I got a Milli a bag I gotta catch, yeah Bottles and packs and racks and tracks shit You know I gotta stack 'em Come around, you can bet that we stacking for the come up So I tell you, "Please, baby, hol' up" Don't show up Telling me, "All talk and no action" Wait, what the fuck this bitch think she be on? I'm gone, don't you know I'm the Dun Dada? Bombaclat, Big Papa Need a spliff, so I puff on ya (poof) Who that? Who he? Young nigga with your boy rooky Man ah hot, 'bout a million degrees How the fuck you ain't feeling the heat? Move your feet and then bounce to the rhythm and beat This the reason we breathe It's a given, give a space in your mental for me No fake energy You and I, you and me Couple bottles and weed 'Bout a million receipts Wait Fake vibe, fake energy More life, more enemies But I now get time, I dey chase many things Chase many things I dey chase many things, hey Real yarn, I want plenty things (I want plenty things) Make my shima shake nyash Under the sea (under the sea) I'm talking real trips, a thousand in tips A thousand receipts, a thousand receipts No matter what you do, dem go complain Dem go strong face, like a plantain (plantain) I know too send, so I maintain I know really send, so I maintain People envious 'cause dey can't be us Back stab you with no remorse, yeah-ye World people too dangerous Ọmọ, world people too dangerous Na so we go dey go, na so we go dey go If I want smoke, I go blow my igbo If you feeling what I'm feeling, follow my flow Boys no dey smile, dem go run you on a low No reason am too much, na so my guy take kolo, eh