Finish Line (Remix)

[Intro: Dee Moneey]
I tell my niggas we gon get it
I put that on my mama like the diamond necklace
For a homie like me, losing ain’t an option
And the original popping off so I had to do a remake

[Verse 1:Dee Money]
Okay I’m new maroon in my category
Guess why they hating on me
Nigga put no hand out took no favourites
They’re no shit for me (nah)
King shit, lil Nigga on some king shit
Big wheels, wealthy deals
Seeing a Nigga with a big bitch huh (huh hollup)
These rap niggas really ain’t shit to me
I came up and I done fuck the game up
Change what and now shit ain’t me
Who you know be the youngest nigga
Got a record label in this industry
Got your favorite ex in that range rover
Took her back to the crib now game over (Boss ting)
Small boy danger
The girl dema pum pum breaker
Lock off the rave fi mi breda them
Bad man try me a hundred shots at them (praaaa)
Swag just awesome
And they envy 'cause I’m flier than a falcon
I don’t jump on no band wagon
I just come through in that G-wagon (skiii)
Fuck boys, all I see is Fuck boys
Lay their lives for this rap shit
And they turn thier back, some Fuck bullshit
Ghana with no Dee Moneey
You know that shit sound wack
Keep talking smack and let my boys in black thru Like (blac-blac-blac-ra-ta-ta)

[Verse 2: Paedae]
Do you wanna know if we better than these veteran rappers
That rap about things they never done
Just for relevance
We elegant oh flow so heavy
Call it an elephant, yet so holy
Like we’re in ramadan
God bless our motherland
Do all we can we ain’t settling for less
We wrestling who badder than the best
Dee Moneey, tell em we don’t joke we ain’t funny
It’s sunny where we from
We make hot day work, work Tema port
We no dey watch Bugs Bunny
Dead would be better better than a fella who from the wu-tang era
Flow so clever
You never say never but I promise I would never ever play second fiddle
Or be a lame follower to a trend setter

[Hook: J.Town]
So make you no dey envy brother man (nah)
You for dey hustle my paddy understand (work work)
Life no be easy so you for take a chance
And when the money come (kwεεε)
Bands a make her dance
Say right here we ball (ball)
Right here we ride (turn up)
Right here we grind
Homie till we die
Say right here we ball (turn up)
Right here we ride (ball)
Right here we grind
Homie till we die

[Verse 3: Ice Prince]
I’m laced up and I’m feeling alright
Ace cups six packs on Ice yeah
No be say na me be holy pass oh
Mandem just feeling alright
Dee moneey, uh, these fuck boys still hating on a nigga
I’m out here still waiting on drigga
You know what they say my Nigga more money more hater
But imma put the rest in the hole like a fucking vibrator
They gonna shake, they gonna dance alqaeda
They go dey vex I go dey top my radar
They go dey sweat I go dey drive Maserati
I go dey cruise I go be life of the party
And, back to the Genesis I am
That real G in the book
I be the rapper and I be the singer
Zamani king of the hooks
Nowadays when they see me them craze
Look at my face and look at your face
It’s easy to differentiate
Abi shey you dey craze
Your mama your papa your sister your brother they’re looking at me
Versace and Gucci dey make you dey wanna go brooklyn on me
See I am the catalyst, I am the battery
Fucking ridiculous
I am the character life is a clip
And we’re up in the cinemas
I call the Messiah, to fire the film has actually been in us
So now we be busting the flow and the fan is a actual zeal in us

[Verse 4:Reminisce]
Te anybody loju mole when I pull up in a benz
Fuck with the same niggas omo no new friends
Shoutout sawon temi ni Brussels, Lu Ven
Keskila holla back maami oti pe
Fo lekun yen wole, pelu paa Liu Kang
Temole release e, oya show you can
Getting high in the booth
Dee moneey call in the troop
Won loti gbon Ghana, reminisce is the truth
West Africa connect, ECOWAS lawa
Ibile pow pow!, ECOMOG niwa
Ain’t worried bout nothing ibo na tiwa
Malo galivant ole lo mu foti wa
All I wanna do is get that money
Search that money
Spend some of that money then get more money
To ma possible mami wanna Fuck that money
Ibon meji lowo, I’m chasing Fuck boys from me
Oma dawun loju e, you better don’t go funny
Wa o tete explain what the Fuck y’all want from me
Tete communicate
Ko to di po ma di late
Ko sare Fuck boy bi omo moti ti gate

[Hook: J.Town]
So make you no dey envy brother man (nah)
You for dey hustle my paddy understand (work work)
Life no be easy so you for take a chance
And when the money come (kwεεε)
Bands a make her dance
Say right here we ball (ball)
Right here we ride (turn up)
Right here we grind
Homie till we die
Say right here we ball (turn up)
Right here we ride (ball)
Right here we grind (Mese ah)
Homie till we die

[Verse 5:M.anifest]
You for make bygones be bygones
Tell bystanders I be icon
From east to west I been beast on this
No size no guy get my form
Asuɔden I no dey hear when the mic's on
Choc city prince got my ice on
Obi re ne gen, obi num pito
Obi twi ne truck, obi su twi peugot
Me a dey job ah juada to samedi
For envy success the best remedy
Enyε wo fa, eniε yi weni
Enyε tipε ni me, frε mi Bra Panyin
Etɔ da bia mi ni nyankupɔn di nkomo
Thanks for the vim
I go finish mine on the finish line
Atankpa (M dot moko bε)
I go finish mine on the finish line

[OUTRO:Dee Money]
Mikε noko noko fite ko
Wɔ nɔɔ wɔ nyiε mli moko bε, amε laka bo
Amε kεε amε fee atankpa
Ekome pε, moko bε
This the motherfucking remix