Rollies and Cigars Lyrics

Rollies and Cigars - Sarkodie

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[Intro]

This be KaySo from Tema

Yeah, no pressure, nah

Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]

Came a long way, time a na nigga dey talk "Foriwaa" on the record

Took a long break, you people bore but I said I'll be back in a second, yeah

Obi'n se Kofi Taylor sɛ ne gyimie no ɛka sɛn

This time yɛ'a charge sɛ dzata mo n'forgetti Ghacem, on God

24/7 we put in the work overtime but we try to keep down on the low

Uncountable records I leave on the streams, me ho n'pre me to get back on the road

You fit skip all the moments in music, Sarkodie story diɛr it got to be told

The only nigga to show you the way, over a decade but still I be cold

All of you rappers are lacking the key, bisa sɛ how I dey do this for long

Ten years, every time it be me, everyone else is just tagging along

Me ka me maame, m'akoma yɛ free

Nea mo ka fa me ho me te no tons

I be the definition of a G

Mo ka m'asem me te Pozo we prawns

Wo feeli, this shit is just cup of tea to me

I go fi' handle it easily, I go just hand over peacefully

Mo m'brɛ mo ho ase na mo gyimi

Me pause kra mo n'tumi

Me fans no sɛ me ma heat omo bɛ multiply, omo ayɛ se tugyimi

Uh

[Hook]

Used to hustle on the corner, na me shɛ aka-me-last

Now I do what I wanna, n'fa wo sa n'ka me gas

Wo te dem twɛn manna, oh saa Bra Charles?

Sesia no fake friends, only Rollies and cigars

Only Rollies and cigars, only Rollies and cigars

Sesia no fake friends, only Rollies and cigars

Only Rollies and cigars, only Rollies and cigars

Sesia no fake friends, only Rollies and cigars

[Verse 2]

I'm on the road to perfection I drop all these classics and move to the next

And I'm still at the top got you niggas all vexing

Don't call me the best, point of correction there's no competition

This is not election, obia n'yɛ me size that is out of the question

Fuck all these rappers they mad 'cause I'm flexing

All that they need, Jesus' love and affection

They pray for attention but woah

They want me to stop 'cause the more that I rap I just make it so hard for them

Tell 'em the realest is back so shut up, nobody should fuck with him

Ɛyaa mo'n compare me to Pac and 'em

M'nkoa me rap na'fri akumamu

Just for the record, [?]

Sɛ mo wɔ time I can go all the way

40 verses I record in a day

SarkNation sorry for the delay

Lunch time, me serve mo buffet

Stay fresh, can't fuck with the drip

Say less, very soon I go flip

Twe wo ho eh, sɛ wo fi sɛ I go dip

Bad B, just sharp in the whip

Man I remember when I just dey come up

Brother dey write verses till the sun up

Sɛ wo mame battle so, me kum no kama

When you dey pray make you pray for my mama

Sesia no me voice yɛ equity

My kiddy got fi' dey take loan

People dey pay for the 'Ha!'

Ebi mo de yɛ omo ringtone

Street boy from the ground up

Y'anya no easy, we dey break bone

Me checki mo payslip, me tax kra yɛ mo take home

[Hook]

Used to hustle on the corner, na me shɛ aka-me-last

Now I do what I wanna, n'fa wo sa n'ka me gas

Wo te dem twɛn manna, oh saa Bra Charles?

Sesia no fake friends, only Rollies and cigars

Only Rollies and cigars, only Rollies and cigars

Sesia no fake friends, only Rollies and cigars

Only Rollies and cigars, only Rollies and cigars

Sesia no fake friends, only Rollies and cigars