Naeto C- Ten over Ten

Intro:

Things are not the same

Things are not the same as before no

Things are not the same no

 Things are not the same as before

Chorus:
Levels don change now

Them no fit hold me again now
I'm ten over ten
Levels don change now
Them no fit hold me again now
Cos I'm ten over ten
Now I'm ten over ten, ten over ten
Ten over ten Shikena
Now I'm ten over ten, ten over ten
Ten over ten Shikena
Shikena, Shikena, Shikena oh
Shikena, Shikena, Shikena oh
Shikena, Shikena, Shikena oh
Now am, ten over ten
Shikena, Shikena, Shikena oh
Shikena, Shikena, Shikena oh
Shikena, Shikena, Shikena oh

Now am, ten over ten

Verse 1:
Yo me I'm no magician
I change my condition
But I turn things around
I'mma fit that description
I'm a P like a pyramid
I'm not no Egyptian
I'm sitting on prescription
You can turn this to fiction
When it comes to my girls,
It’s a whole another story
I only keep the ones that can cook and clean for me
So when I get that Pot full of soup and the rice that I like
I will do like the magi cube and spice up your life (SHIKENA)
Only cos I'm NC
The only MC with an M.sc
So don’t be surprise when they jealous me
I know levels done change so they select me (SHIKENA)
Oshe baba God oh
We celebrate as if we just hit the lotto
Hmmm, and what you have done is a lot oh
Because levels done change

Chorus:

Verse 2:
Now I'm ten over ten
And the money dey extend
And they cannot comprehend
How I manage to ascend
And you know I no go send
Plenty people go pretend
As if say they’re really friends
But I do not recommend
Cos I know their agenda
Time to sender
Care for my friend a
No time to render
Check my calendar
January, February to December
There is no space I'm too blown to the BS
Ah YES, BS, Joh Oh
Moti lo oh
Emi o ri won oh
Because levels don gather up gan oh
They can’t formulate this form
Am still tighter than the weave, that their girlfriends fixed on
You know my P; I don’t think I have an exhaust
Shikena Yewah, Yes Boss

Things are not the same no

Things are not the same as before no

Things are not the same no

 Things are not the same as before

Chorus:  till fade