Intro:
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Take it over from the top
Take over from the top bruv, time is against us
Uh uh
Winterfell
Winter is coming, man the walls
Giss
(Man dem his things right)
Verse 1:
Yeah
God speed to all the niggas
Who be hating on the North side niggas
Can't you'all see we pulling triggers
Hiding, diving, running from the bombers
Aiye
We watching out for the Bokos
They ain't normal men on ten toes
They jazz men on irokos
Y'all scared of Sazz and popos
Northerners we rock with soldiers
You might leave in lagos
But you still a local
Big name, big city so you think you special
Please vote for the wrong nigga
All over again
Let the bokos wax stronger and get to your terain
Shoot some lekki people
Bomb bananas till it sinks
Y'all getting the memo but you hardly let it sink
This people out to get the nation, but y'all ain't get that
Those nigas don't care, the dont even put on masks
We gotta watch out for our backs, mehn watch out for our backs
Guns in fenny packs, we ain't got space for racks
We gotta stay prepared for when the terorists attack
When we go to sleep, we put on black black on black
Are you mad ?
Are you crazy?
Are you dumb?
When the boko starts poping mehn everybody runs
Both the rich, both the poor and the people with the guns
Bombs blew and they started shooting
I saw a nigga who fortified him self with a bulletproof and jazz
I was running for ma life,he on the floor when i turned back
Y'all are way too loud, and you'all party too much
One Boko nigga can silence of the whole of lagos
Detonate the suicide vest, then maybe y'all gon understand us
Boom boom boom
Watching us over the news this ain't no cartoon
All you black baboons
Think you got the greatest shows and showmen
Winter is coming for y'all soon y'all gone be dead men
Y'all better pray that winter stays in the north
Y'all better pray that there's an Aria to carry the cross
We gotta find who she is, it might be any of us, gotta find who we are, right now we faceless people
Right now most of you see your selves in the face of evil
Leave, leave, leave
Leave, leave, leave, please leave
Lagos stinks, from Abj its gettin hard to breathe
Bridge:
Hard to breath
It's getting getting hard to breath
Hard to breath
It's getting getting hard to breath...
Verse 2:
Gimme way, gimme way
Lotta you people need to know what we face
Ain't no public transport on a major holiday
Saftey reasons they put curfew on Christmas day
State of emergency, this country needs rescue
Your mind in tormoil bro money might death you
Okay back to the niggas who are out here with me
Y'all are out here with me, but you ain't out here with me
How many of you have taken a bullet to the arm
How many of you have face to faced bokoharam?
I remember
Me and Tommy running
Women and children
Guns banging
People screaming
All of a sudden
People falling
Left arm hurting
Turn back
Oh shit where is Tommy ?
Long story short now Tommy in the floor
Mehn y'all gotta know that Nigeria is in war
A normal day to me is a bad day to y’all
I've seen the worst in human nature
A man axe down another man for little paper
Your mind in tormoil bro money might death you
Lagos is for huslers, nigga that's an excuse
Why can't you make it from where you at
You don't need to move to shine if you a star
The only place you can shine is when you in the dark
Wanna own a house in the lekki, lekki
So all your friends can envy, envy
All for the money and glory
King of the lekki, lekki
Damn
