GMG ft. PsychoYP Lyrics

Ojini

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Yahoo boy say na God do am

Praise Jah

Halleluya

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Diezani go talk say na God do am

Praise Jesus

Amen

Abobbi, put your Ws up

Man don't set foot out the crib

Unless it's money involved

Checking my bank balance

Is the last time I remember falling in love

I pick up the pace over you lot

Never looked back

No, not even once

I gats go hard

Make everything soft

Prodigal son

Ojini jina gangan

Coming in hot

Dracula for the money

I'm coming for blood

My pagan opps do the sign of the cross

I'm balling with my bros

I'm a jolly good sport

A cadaver can't bring no cash to the morgue

So account gats empty before I mud

And till the funds enter my hand

Man I promise myself

On God

I'm trying to make this money on code

(I can't die broke)

Popsy told me a long time ago

Real Gs don't fold

And that's how it go

Cos streets is cold

Even if my song no pop

Last last, boys must chop

Even if Efeleme no k'owo bota

Five sure odds fit drop

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Yahoo boy say na God do am

Praise Jah

Halleluya

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Diezani go talk say na God do am

Praise Jesus

Amen

Halleluya

Man I been tryna stack this money tho

Racks in the envelope

Down into hunid folds

Yeah

I just tension the yutes all morning

Cos more times gotta let 'em know, man

Cos more times niggas G and ski

Cos more times niggas lie to the weak

Cos more times we the villainous ones

Up all night

We don't ever go sleep

Yeah

Active till the morning

I ain't ever been caught online

Cos the money been calling

I had to pray

Them shits keep falling

But now she want this or that

Might pull up with Tiz or Trap

And I might just pull up in a beam all black

I don't know what…

All I know is

I'm trying to make this money on code

(I can't die broke)

Popsy told me a long time ago

Real Gs don't fold

And that's how it go

Cos streets is cold

Even if my song no pop

Last last, boys must chop

Even if Efeleme no k'owo bota

Ten sure odds fit drop

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Yahoo boy say na God do am

Praise Jah

Halleluya

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Diezani go talk say na God do am

Praise Jesus

Halleluya

One more time

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Yahoo boy say na God do am

Praise Jah

Halleluya

Make money, not noise

Cool am

Wey the Ghana Must Go?

Full am

Even Diezani go talk say na God do am

Praise Jesus

Halleluya