What's going on, man?
I just feel like the game is missing something
Like it's missing a little bit of Erigga, paper boi
Too much of lost boy I gotta go back to paper
'Bout to making paper you know I'm saying
Let's dust this rap shit and let this fools know who got it

Yeah
Paper boi, I'm back again
Lost boy better take a chill pill
I too dey vex Abi
Yeah, it's hard to be your self when you your demon dey argue
You try to make sense to talk anyhow no dey hard
You dem no dey add to the list becos of politics
They acting like you don't exist awards dem no dey tag you
We dey see am but we no dey talk
Watin concern us na the money report
Na fake streams dem take dey wash you
Including PR get money award go touch you
Na consistency be the game plan
To say I quit then you for no hear my name sound
For your JBL broke of out hell when devil
Dey sleep don't take me there please
The first pistol when I see na my bros hold am
After e tell me make I run two police hold am
Babies given birth to babies which kind life be that
No be mistake na watin the system want be that

Divide and rule no be the maths when dem teach us for school
They make promises they won't fulfill
They make promises they won't fulfill
Divide and rule no be the maths when dem teach us for school
They make promises they won't fulfill
They make promises they won't fulfill
Too many lies
Too many lies
Too many lies
Too many lies (yeah)

Jesus died with blood the cross
My nigga died with blood on his Crocs
Paramedic no dey move here
Only destruction discussion no dey good year
This na town when company full
Back in the nineties before crisis everywhere been good
I get like five guys when be dey work for shell too
But now na POS and keke be their lively hood
He pikin when be twelve years don dey stand for shoprite
For small money for her but mind she dey chop life
All she need na iPhone before she she turn fourteen
Peer pressure dem don deceive with iPhone 14
My Snapchat now be like PornHub
If no be pills dem pop dem don syrup
Fifteen year pikin dey cry say e never make am
Say e dey depresses hype man wan finish am for club
With broke shaming

Divide and rule no be the maths when dem teach us for school
They make promises they won't fulfill
They make promises they won't fulfill
Divide and rule no be the maths when dem teach us for school
They make promises they won't fulfill
They make promises they won't fulfill
Too many lies
Too many lies
Too many lies
Too many lies