Sente on My Mind
A song made by SOLOMON
Sente on My Mind
A song made by SOLOMON
(Ayee! Ki kati!)
Banange, look at the bank account, e choke!
Yeah, we chasing the paper today, ssebo.
No time for the stories, just action.
(Eh! Gwe!)
I wake up early in Kampala city
Boda-boda speed, no time for self-pity
From the streets of Kabalagala, we dey hustle hard
Now we making the millions, playing the winning card
Naye, you think it was easy? No way!
We put in the sweat, now we celebrate today
They see the shine, they want to know the secret
But the grind is the code, and we never will regret
We eating big, no more local rolex
Now we ordering caviar, living in the complex
Banange, the blessing is flowing like river
Every single hater is beginning to shiver.
We talking about money, money, money, yeah!
Sente, sente, calling everywhere
We making it rain in the club tonight
Every single pocket is looking so tight
Money, money, money, we double the bag
No time for the drama, no time for the lag
We talking about money, money, money, yeah!
From Kampala to the world, we shining so clear!
Ssebo, look at the drip, look at the shoes
We don't know how to lose, we pay all the dues
I call up my friends, we enter the scene
Shining so bright, keeping it clean
They see the adungu, they hear the log drum
They know where the heavy vibrations are coming from
Manje, we step in, the VIP section is ours
Spending the currency, counting the hours
No more counting coins, now we talking in keys
Living the dream, floating on the breeze
If you don't talk money, please keep it on mute
We only speak wealth, and that is absolute.
We talking about money, money, money, yeah!
Sente, sente, calling everywhere
We making it rain in the club tonight
Every single pocket is looking so tight
Money, money, money, we double the bag
No time for the drama, no time for the lag
We talking about money, money, money, yeah!
From Kampala to the world, we shining so clear!
Mulungi, come closer and see the design
Everything we touch, it must surely align
We pray to Katonda, he blesses the hand
Now we are ruling the whole of the land
From Jinja to Entebbe, they know the name
Money and power, we win in the game
(Ayee! Banange!)
We no dey stop, we keep going high
Watch the cash pile up, touching the sky!
They thought we would fall, but we stood so tall
Now when the bank calls, we answer the call
No space for the doubt, we keep it moving fast
Making sure this legacy is built to last
Gwe, stand up and secure your own portion
Drive through the city with style and with caution
The papers are green, the future is bright
We working all day, we balling all night.
We talking about money, money, money, yeah!
Sente, sente, calling everywhere
We making it rain in the club tonight
Every single pocket is looking so tight
Money, money, money, we double the bag
No time for the drama, no time for the lag
We talking about money, money, money, yeah!
From Kampala to the world, we shining so clear!
Yeah, sente, sente.
Kampala nights, we balling.
Webale Katonda for the grace.
(Ayee! Eh!)
Money in the bag.
We out!
(Gwe!)
