Wake & Bake Ghetto Girl Lyrics

Wake & Bake Ghetto Girl - Omar Sterling

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Mr. Sterling rap’s not for sale, mediocrity will die and art prevail

Young, dumb niggas act our age, 21 and blaze Adele’s

They say, “Rap about the girls sex sells”

So all these rappers rap about is really kiss and tell

Deep it, deep it down, I’ve been looking for myself

I live a calm life, I keep it modest

I keep it honest, I do my best

Sometimes I move up, I learn from it

I used to live supersonic, we blow the chronic

I live a calm life, I keep it modest

I keep it honest, I do my best

Sometimes I move up, I learn from it

I do my best sometimes I move up, I learn from it

Everyday we wake and bake and celebrate

Purple Haze we medicate

Go within and meditate (Go in deep and meditate)

Go within and meditate

From primary school, every vacation we dey farm

I dey plant maize and beans harvest and give it to my mum

3 AM dey disturb, we roaming with the boys we heard “Awi o, awi o”

We checked and it was false alarm

What’s who saying, we tougher than Saddam but we left it in the past in the Q’uran it is haram

Now we cause no harm ’cause we smoking Amsterdam

Please tell your girl Pam I dey search am like Shazam

Today he a friend, tomorrow he a rival

This life a jungle, taking shots with a rifle

Forgive and forget, nobody holy like the bible

Ohh, motherfuck what did I do

Everyday we wake and bake and celebrate

Purple Haze we medicate

Go within and meditate

Go within and meditate (Go in deep and meditate)

Everyday we wake and bake and celebrate

Purple Haze we medicate

Go within and meditate

Go within and meditate (Go in deep and meditate)

She woke up to amazing grace

She give thanks thank God she woke up today

Life’s tough life’s hard that’s her day to day

But she weathered every storm with nothing to say

Ghetto girl, please know I’m proud of you

Someday I’ll make money I’ll buy a house for you

Buy a couch for you, you’ve done well for yourself

Then she said I’ll bear a child for you

Your momma died when you were young

I can’t imagine how you made it through you were strong

Cause my momma died when I was young

That’s why you feel pain in every song I’m sorry

When we were poor we were really stressed

Now life’s good and we still depressed

Man’s shook when we hit the news

Bɛɛma nsu but my bro in tears

Bɛɛma nsu mek you no dey fear

Bɛɛma nsu but you know its clear

Okay so we so alive but unlucky among our peers

They call us the ɛ Musketeers

Saada Rashid you must be hear

Me and Mugeez grow we no dey hear

We on top and nobody near

We got bars like “When They See Us”

Some hate but they wanna be us

Mr. Sterling still on the BS

No game but we on our PS

Been doing this for so many years

She woke up to amazing grace

She give thanks thank God she woke up today

Life’s tough life’s hard that’s her day to day

But she weathered every storm with nothing to say

Ghetto girl, please know I’m proud of you

Someday I’ll make money I’ll buy a house for you

Buy a couch for you, you’ve done well for yourself

And then she said I’ll bear a child for you

They say home is where the heart is

I mean the fact is, this life is really tragic

But that’s the magic

We weather every storm is our habit

We out here sharing knowledge

You get it, you can manage

No need to go to college

She said why do you have a beautiful face when you were born and raised in a difficult place

Ebe God

It’s beautiful grace I gotta give thanks in a typical way

Now his sun shine after a rainy day

Steve Wonder to the haters I gotta put on my shades

Hey, put on my shades

Now they wonder why I put on my shades

Got a lot to be thankful, oboy my hand full

Born on the floor, how you pray for my downfall

Thought we were friends nah e no be nice

He left when I was down nah e no be right

Nyame na ɛhwɛ nnipa ɛnyɛ nnipa

Be your brothers keeper so I chok my brother Peter

See your short knicker, ɛnfa ho wo yɛ senorita

Me bɛ nyam wo sɛ nika nika, wo bɛ hu sɛ nnipa ajiga

She woke up to amazing grace

She give thanks thank God she woke up today

Life’s tough life’s hard that’s her day to day

But she weathered every storm with nothing to say

Ghetto girl, please know I’m proud of you

Someday I’ll make money I’ll buy a house for you

Buy a couch for you, you’ve done well for yourself

And then she said I’ll bear a child for you