Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Are there angels at heaven’s gate? If so, I’ll wait,
Bets on the parle, women of the night can’t relate.
Just lived through the coldest May, pray we don’t skate,
My niggas caught up with Jakes, gotta communicate.

This cold world need the sun to exist,
First day at school, gave her son a parting kiss.
If he ain’t make it to the honor list, who gives a shit?
Scholarships evaporate, like dreams they just quit.

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Oh, you poor? Cry me a river of doubt,
Believe in the thieves feedin’ fam beyond south.
Seems like they figured it out, found a different route,
Loaf with the trout, I’m talkin’ money in the clout.

Pot of gold at the end of the rainbow,
Protect your health, keep your wealth on the lay low.
These angels never came with a halo,
Friends you can trust? Can you name those?

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

This the life we live, the breed we were born,
Protection from elders, yeah, that shit kept us warm.
In them dorms, had to go against the grain,
Till death do we swear, endure all this pain.

Tryin’ to make change, but it don’t register,
From the cradle to the grave, we fight competitors.
Deficits led us to loan shark creditors,
Through trials and tribulations, we elevate, forever...

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Are there angels at heaven’s gate? If so, I’ll wait,
Bets on the parle, women of the night can’t relate.
Just lived through the coldest May, pray we don’t skate,
My niggas caught up with Jakes, gotta communicate.

This cold world need the sun to exist,
First day at school, gave her son a parting kiss.
If he ain’t make it to the honor list, who gives a shit?
Scholarships evaporate, like dreams they just quit.

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.


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been doin music since 2002 just a gift from god
from doin beats hooks verses and also songs.

Gbenga is an artist hailing from South London. 

Influenced by Kendrick Lamar, Sampha & Kanye West, his top-tier lyricism, virtuosic microphone command, and sharp conceptual vision consolidate his musical journey.