Mountain Top ft. Jachi Lyrics

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Afam bu Jachi

I'm at the Mountain Top

All my goons dem are rolling up

All the girls dem are smoking up

If you wyn us you go pay

I'm at the Mountain Top

It's a road man thing

When we pull up with the magazines

No dey tell me make I hold my peace

No dey tell me make I hold my peace

Ndi ozo puru Nigeria ga bute ego

Mua no Nigeria bute nkemu

I made a vow na mga ekwechiri poverty

Ndi ocha mustulu inye mu nkemu

One man squad onye kwuru that Thing?

Boss I wan sleep onye kwuru that Thing?

Money on my mind I no dey for wynin

If na transaction make you notify me

One man squad onye kwuru that Thing?

Hustle no dey pay onye kwuru that Thing?

Two million dollars onye mara that bill?

Juo Dob C onye mara that bill

They say life na vanity

I want my own vanity

Me go dey hustle till infinity

I go make am I don't need any

Prophecy

You dey for dream I dey for reality

No joy nime ogbem

Obi ojo bukwa nkem

Ndi ogbe asalamalekun

Malekunsalaam

All these sapa days emegom anya ukwu

Ah swear mhu egoa mga ebu ya n'anya ukwu

It's your boy Dob C

O kwa general unu

Anam'elukwanu onu?

I'm at the Mountain Top

All my goons dem are rolling up

All the girls dem are smoking up

If you wyn us you go pay

I'm at the Mountain Top

It's a road man thing

When we pull up with the magazines

No dey tell me make I hold my peace

No dey tell me make I hold my peace

If I realize I'm blown

I'm gonna throw Money

On the road and scream

Cos when I first enter Eko

I only had two black tops and a Jean

And then I started my hustle

I push my work and I believed in God

Even when i doubled the hustle

This na story of ezinnwanyi son

This na story of ezinwanyi son

Omo igbo I be son of the soil

From okirika to Christian Dior

And I still believe say me I go ball

I mustu shanowole

Nobody know wetin I see

For Badore, Lanbasa

Sufferness hold me for neck

But as I rugged

I cut am my knife like isakaba Sam

Me na Eastern man

Eastern Yard man

Glock on my waist anytime I Stand

Speak in a language you nderstand

Cos where mi come from issa no man's land

Violence inna the ghetto

Me I don't show no hate it's all love

Mana burning like inferno

Grew up in a place full of guns and drugs

I'm at the Mountain Top

All my goons dem are rolling up

All the girls dem are smoking up

If you wyn us you go pay

I'm at the Mountain Top

It's a road man thing

When we pull up with the magazines

No dey tell me make I hold my peace

No dey tell me make I hold my peace