Someway! - Ronny Huncho

Driving in a storm, how I fit see ahead Weather forecast, a bit nippy I heard Beggars can't choose, but be picky instead Nine to five blues, kick me I'm dead Cross my T's and dot my I's Stress wey e dey my chest I ostracize Do atwe atwe burn rubber till you smell the tyres Me and adwen b ayɛ aka, I'm cutting ties My Jalabia tailor made or customized My English straight pidgin all bastardized What I for do? Ignore all the bastard guys I work they snore, I pass those guys Thank God It's Friday, of course! My mind dey Rise and shine your eye, hustler's way All week long we hustle and slave Trapped in enclaves for wages and pay Koko king in the morning, ensure that vim dey Weekend so strong helps to shun the weak days Mommy say, "Son, well God be praised" Well these days money be why we dey, someway I bathe in faith, no bathing apes, a basic case Of faith in something great, but still From six to six, with stones and bricks I'm building a future I hope I live to see and shit Up early no sleep, e be someway bi Boys abrɛ all week e be someway bi Price of living no be cheap, e be someway bi But Thank God It's Friday, me bɛ gye me ni Dum sɔ dum sɔ, e be someway bi Ewia bɔ nsuo tɔ, e be someway bi My woman bore, wa doggi me, e be someway bi But thank God it's Friday, me bɛ gye me ni My eye get, me ni agyi During the week I'm busy, me nni adaagye But I still put in work sake of daakye I'm even up before the sun says maakye So it's five on Friday ɛneɛ akye Me kɔ verbs akɔ akotwa me nan ase Health is wealth, I give thanks, medaase Might use my widow's mite to buy asase Waa wo nim sɛ Hustle no dey nap hustle no dey sleep Hustle no dey slack e mek wild on the streets Hustle no dey vex or stress about beef R.I.P laziness lay a wreath Dance with the struggle got a million needs We've been up in here long like Brazilian weaves Wanna weekdays filled with our brilliant deeds Weekends we can enjoy what resilience breeds I bathe in faith not based with snakes A basic case of me and fake no dey relate From six to six, with stones and bricks Build a future, risque, Sharon Stone in flicks Bɔga ma yɛ merɛ Girls abrɛ e no be boys pɛ Thank God It's Friday Bɔga ma yɛ merɛ Girls abrɛ e no be boys pɛ Thank God It's Friday Driving in a storm I can't see shit All week long sink or swim that's it Staring at the clock does it move does it tick? Time moves slowest when you need it to be quick Driving in a storm how I fit see ahead Weather forecast a bit nippy I heard Beggars can't choose but be picky instead Nine to five blues kick me I'm dead Driving in a storm how I fit see ahead Weather forecast a bit nippy I heard Beggars can't choose but be picky instead Nine to five blues kick me I'm dead I've barely no sleep Ibi sanbo ebi Boys abe owi Ibi sanbo ebi Boys are living o the cheese Ibi sanbo ebi But thank God is Friday Mebi timini Sambo ebi E be sambo ebi E be sambo ebi Mebi timini