Cold Trap Lyrics

Mek)nte

Megya to fam aa

Mendidi

I’m my own mother,father and my family eee,

Me a meny3 bread winner So how say ago win this bread

If I live open life how ago get money

So the street quick I was quiet you XII

In the high school timber market code

Yes I,I respond

Take it street shit wasn’t easy

Sometimes I cry

Ooh I,I, …I

Ooh I,I, …I

Rolling pof , pof for the pain

Meda a menda

3yaa medwen

Here gangsters don’t complain

Woay3 fine a bra b3sen

Life has a lot to give

oohhhh lot to give

on the trap day night everywhere cold sometimes I think sewside by here I know that Jay, Jay dey my side everything’s gone be fine eehh I trust that

I left ma hood me baa Accra for survival,

But no one know shit dode is been going through. The street so so cold ,The street so so cold, Ma negger the system and everything is fuck up. Shaa outs to my brother bra Sammy ma brother you did me solid bro I owe you chock, I owe you chock Sesei aa b) mpay3 ma me. On the trap day and night everything is fucking cold yeah listen to the story one day tribute will be told yeah. On the trap day night everywhere cold sometimes I think suicide but here I know that Jay Jay dey ma side everything is gone be fine ee I trust that