A song made by delivering package
A song made by delivering package
E choke!
Quiet money dey loud pass noise oh
You know the vibes
I dey move in silence, e no concern anybody
While dem dey post for gram, I dey stack my money
No noise, no show, just hustle wey dey lowkey
My account dey smile but my mouth no dey talk story
Dem go ask wetin I dey do, I go say I dey try
Meanwhile the paper dey enter, omo I no fit lie
No designer wahala, no flex for the timeline
Just steady progress, making sure say my people dey fine
Lowkey lowkey, I dey make my money
No noise, no stress, just vibes and plenty
Lowkey lowkey, dem no need to know
My hustle dey sweet, e dey pay on the low
Lowkey lowkey (lowkey!)
Lowkey lowkey (on God!)
See, the real ones know say loud success na distraction
Evil eye dey real, so I move with caution
Make I chop my jollof, drink my palm wine in peace
While dem dey wonder how, my blessings no dey cease
From Monday to Sunday, I dey grind with sense
No too much talk talk, just results and evidence
Dem go hear the gbedu when the time correct
For now, silent investor, collecting my respect
Lowkey lowkey, I dey make my money
No noise, no stress, just vibes and plenty
Lowkey lowkey, dem no need to know
My hustle dey sweet, e dey pay on the low
Lowkey lowkey (make I count am!)
Lowkey lowkey (wahala for who?)
Silent grind
E choke for inside
Abi?
Mo gbe!