Supa Gaeta - FedUP (feat. BRYAN THE MENSAH & Marince Omario) [Remastered] Lyrics

Supa szn
Bryan the mensah
Oblitey

Putting everything we get
We no de see chele
Everybody I know
Them de hustle for the pay
We looking for a chance
Bro we have to find a way
Chale we de taya see
The streets are fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Chale the streets are fed up
We Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up
I say the streets are fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
I say the streets are fed up
We Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Chale the streets are fed up

Chale we taya for days
See I been going through it
I no de see nothing
Everything de delay
They say it's just a phase
It's all about your pace
I see them getting lit
And I really can't relate
If I no de talk
E no de mean say me mabaso
Chale every second
I de solve some life puzzle
I never go understand
Why all these good people de die
So why we for even suffer
If the end we all go die chale
I'm fed up
I see my hommie sellout
Don't you come asking me
Why me and this person fall out aye
If you not my opposition
Then better play your position
I stop de talk my mind
Coz people really no de listen
I'm fed up

Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Chale the streets are fed up
We Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up
I say the streets are fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
I say the streets are fed up
We Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Chale the streets are fed up

Yeah
Yeah
Came out of the dungeon
No time for discussions
I could solve a puzzle now but that won't kill it
Thank God for my brothers yeah I need them
Patient with the process yeah but see
This thing start dey keep too much
Uh
Tick tick tocking
Time just no dey wait for no man don't lose guard with all that big big bluffing
Niggas ain't found the gold but they said they did cos they wanna just keep on roshing
With the fake jewelry on their wrist and they think we think it's something
Nana nothing you get
We taya the stress
You put a song out
If you not talking bout sex then you don't get no attention
Cos niggas respect
But they horny as well
And that shit way up the scale yeah

Putting everything we get
We no de see chele
Everybody I know
Them de hustle for the pay
We looking for a chance
Bro we have to find a way
Chale we de taya see
The streets are fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Chale the streets are fed up
We Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up
I say the streets are fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
I say the streets are fed up
We Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Fed up, Fed up
Chale the streets are fed up

Get up
Nyε yaa
Nyε yaa nyε ya
Nyε yashi eshinaa ni egba
Wɔ mahiε nyiεlɔ shwie la
Eeshwie la shi wɔ pin daa
If I jie ma eye bε fuel ni eda
Shi the traffic mli ewa
εnyε kraaa
Bεεma how I fit to get that cheddar
Akyε paa so the streets are fed up
Kε wɔ teshi leebi lε bεja eleven
Eleven wɔ yeɔ breakfast asε εnyε hwee
Bianε hu amε worry kε E-Levy
Passing foolish laws like how we pass it
And smoke away ma sorrows
Take and pay tomorrow
Daanεε man dey borrow
Kids go come and follow
Fed up