[Lyric] Free the style (Cobby Strapz)

So hard to do (Yeah so hard to do)
I said I've tried (I tried, I tried)
Uh, Yeah

Wake up in the morning feeling crazy
K3j3 leebi saf ano chop mi musu gbe mi
E nuh be say adey wise up, berma e nuh dey me

Got to wake up on the streets and keep it like some slavery
Ony3 gbemi if you hating
My girl too dey slay me
Nyame ti ninsa sua we go show up in the glory
Pull up in the Benzo, Chargers, Bentley and the Rari
Don't give a damn to what you thinking Jah wey dey bless me (Uh)

Boys eye red sekof we dey hia the kwacha
Bloody move or Christ go do which one go go faster
I chose the Holy way, buh the devil felt so stronger
First son of the blood afor get it more harder
Then I push it more further, na sika nsu y3 mogya nti na mi nni time
Mi nni fan I've got no leisure
Oyaw nkoa adey feel and am bond to the torture
Make the wind blow me away or Jah go show ein rapture
Am trying to make it up to my people
Nti na mani abre paa, am putting up the hustle
Be a good example wey dem nuh go fi to crumble
Nigga got to stand out, be the fucking symbol
Fameye boy, trying to live the life so simple

Mi gyina mi nanso pintii, afor win the battle
Make my fam smile, change their huts into castle
Na yabre dodo man I’m fed up with all this struggles (Uh)

I just gotta win, gotta win (gotta win)
All shit wey dem do nuh be me (nuh be me)