Round 2 - Sarkodie, Giggs

Way back when I go broke na me hia cash na me hwɛ the deals on the table

Bibi se me’nkɔ gye cool block but I gotta think twice 'cause I got my own label

Chale money never go be problem but ɛto dabi a the economy no be stable

But we stay strapped, and I know my God is able

When I see y’all try to compare me to these boys, it dey make I feel offended

like

Nigga got hits on hits, got a BET and I did it independent

But people dey criticize me, but ɛba no warfront a I am highly recommended uh

Sɛ mo hwehwɛ No Pressure, alright the battle just ended

Military mindset, let me see your lighters

Been a long ride but a nigga still sizeless

Babylon vipers, still a mobɔ diapers

Chale money bag na me de build me biceps

Started off broke and I swear nobody like this

Wanna see me dead but you niggas gon' die first

Boys bɛ pre Sark beef but mmrɛ no so aa na mo use ghostwriters

Level up, da mo bɛ speedi no kra no na ma double up

Sɛ mo te niɛ mɛ de ba you go fall in love

Ɛyaa na boys no dey try me 'cause they know what’s up

You know we stay litty, hustle like Diddy

All day stackin' up the money like 50

Gotta stay greedy cause a nigga need didi

Ɛhyɛ wo bo sɛ cancer in the left titty

Been so long in the game this shit crazy

OG but still wavy

Sɛ mo hwɛ the couple of drinks I drop lately

Ma predicti me life, me sen Nigel Gaisie

Sɛ mo checki growth no a, it’s amazing

All the moves that I’m making uh

Just signed a new contract, bɛyɛ half a mil' if I’m not mistaken Hol' up,

make I check

Don’t think nothin' ain’t funny

They so fake nigga they scummy

My bro save wit' me, get money

Foxes, niggas so cunning

This that Trilly Gang business first, flip that killer grime

This that Cypress Hill, could just kill a man

And this that

, go play middleman

When guys get hungry, they 'bout their dinner plans

Oh you need a family, Tony Soprano

Suited, yeah, Dolce Gabbana yeah (Jheeze!)

Knights of the Round Table what?

Coat in the armor yeah

I got you in England, just hold me in Ghana yeah

Bitch better boogie that back

Bitch better gimme that job yeah

I’ll be the nigga that rap, lost for the sniveling dogs yeah

How can I get in that bag?

Cool man I’m gettin' him cobbed

Yeah just finished reading my songs, then made the sign of the cross

Giggs that nutter

And this ain’t nothing nice

When Giggs say butter, it’s whip that butter slice

Man got cut up, yutes they cut up guys

Giggs is flutter, make that shit that butterflies

Why did they gas him

Drive it and crash in, silent assassin

Why would they get on his nerves, why would they hassle him

Simon says, what?

I wanna slap him