Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
J.Stan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Jackson
Songwriter
Lyrics
GROE
J.Stan
Nowadays boys no dey talk
Get the bags boys no dey flop
We no dey talk about girls anymore switch feelings we no be jon
Hallelujah
Adey among the disciples wey chop the last supper
Call me grandpapa I never go bore da
Trap trap Ghana ma me akwaaba
Go for it
Straight in my zone adey preach sense
Too brave to feel tensed
Post my works and I feel blessed
I'm too young to see breast
Young boy with a mili flow no strings brother I'mma get it go
Rude face I'm about to show you how the city is gonna blow
On the street bro ano get friends,friends saa wey dem stab Jesus
Player one me ano dey bench,gyina mu saa till we claim winners
Hard to find,hard to climb,Ghana we dey it's hard to find
Abeyifo) no ad))so bro nothing better dey for mind
Burning sensation hiribaba I'm just meditating
Preach on salvation mmisa me gyimisɛm if I'm dating yeah
Putting my faith into God changing from all of my wrongs who you dey call
J never dey bore Stan never go shun so call me the don
Dropping more flows for you to know I'm on the go who you dey follow
Claim thug life but gangster no fi afford this mili (meal) flow
You no dey fear I've been through hell so ano dey hear
If Abi power bank kraa joo my battery health sef no dey tear
Keep in mind dey line
My punches dey feed you with life
Check the date and the year immortal J.Stan still alive I chop dinner with the beast
If you try me you going down 6 feet I'm death I'm life can't you see you folks be the branches abi the tree
Me yɛ ogya Pentecost gya shadrach,meshack,abednego
Corona nti nkor)fo) we nsa ano dey fear me nnom fandango
Abi small boy but yɛ frɛ me agya,last man standing agogo
My shadow over shadows you
Rap mu abi the breakthrough
The door the key you dey search too
Loose knots abi the best screw Komfo anokye with the golden stool
Murder the demon inside you yeah behind you yeah inside you aha
Nothing you go fi do me kotoko wo kum apem aa apem bɛba me twe me ti pɛ na obiaa de mirika ak) da
Nobody go fi harm me Ghana ba
Study me you no go graduate
Down beneath adey penetrate
I live forever to educate dumb ones wey no fi meditate aha
I'm taking you niggas to heaven private jet flow twa seven
Wo b) me din aa masa ayaa to sɛbe
Ano dey hear the the shit you be selling priceless
The flow dey burn you for wear shirt
Bench boy but I chop first If ano dey grind then adey church
Rich boys no dey like sex
Broke boys make you no vex make you no vex
True
J.Stan name go dey in the books
I know every corner every loop
Abi the reason you people dey school make you no fool make you no fool
The Preacher preacher!
Writer(s): Appiah Jesse Jackson
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