The Last Cypher Lyrics By Blaqbonez,A-Q, & M.I Abaga

The Last Cypher Lyrics By Blaqbonez,A-Q, & M.I Abaga

Uh! Yeah!

First off congratulations

Y'all got another cypher

Cause by my calculations

The last cypher was my last cypher

But aberration -happen and it's okay

The bag came calling and I picked up for old time sake

Just the beginning, y'all really thought I started flexing

Barely wear my ten thousand dollars necklace, a bad investment

I ain't got no regrets

Cause money coming every seconds plus

I'm never stopping till I get a statue erected

I'm the hardest nigga out, only one- rapper is hard as me

Some niggas on the chart but we don't see the cash in reality

But you know when you see me I look at the part

Y'all saying you getting doe but when we see you we know it's cap

And niggas see me wonder if it's only rap

What else is he doing?

He bought a Benz and a Lexus

Yo! What else is he moving?

If I was a female, they gon' ask

Who the fuck is he screwing?

How hard is it to believe I got this shit off the music

Still talking bout COVID bruh you're just making excuses

Cause your shit can never pop, you claim alternative music

See I think that it's stupid, it's shitty music

Mix with that shitty promo translates to shitty whatever rhymes with cupid

I told myself I'll never do this

But I wouldn't listen

I'm mean, I'm narcissistic

Bother line wicked

I'm slim and got a big foot

You know what shit means

My thing gon' hit the kidneys

God is my Witness

I'm done with all this beef shit

Psyched, I'm still with it

Staring at my Benz, thinking about Nancy Isime

Shawty bad as fuck

Wanna see that booty drop like gravity

Think what I really need is some post nut clarity to-

Clarifying this feeling

She got a nice personality

More importantly

She got nice racks to go with

Down with Sex over Love, I'll be honoured to do the damages

Number is 0 915, rest in your messages

Yeah I'm done


Been in the kitchen like air fryers, she's hotter than ten fryers

We're back up in the booth like spare tyres

Whole crew full of gunners, I'm presiding like ken friar

Y'all favourite self sabotage and that's how you land bars

Heartfelt depression, I've been coasting see

I cruise through it

I'll show you the bank balance, You think I'm boasting

You ain't use to it

See Rap money is garbage, I just share my views through it

I'm the connect for distribution

Oh yeah I move music

This is the third installment of the torment for these rappers who see themselves as a pawn and it's mayhem when I get upon it

This smoke is like a text about missed menses

You don't want it

Non conformist to confront ths status quo and shit upon it

Shady dealing forbidden like baby killings

They needed pros for the Job so they brought the NAVY Seals in

They cast us as the villain but that's the role that we're killing

And the Cheque will always clear, it's such an amazing feeling

It's paper therapy, we let the money relax us

They say everywhere dry, I guess my pocket na cactus

Y'all were popping last year but now the level na cash crunch

I'm devoid of reactions, if you see one dem hack us


I see the signs, be it astrology or dollars bills of how you wannabes dreaming of feating in this wallabees

It's getting spooky how this goofies pull up talking bout stupid till I put a fist to their mouth

Clean up like a toothpick

Check out the swag you know I walk like a ball player

They get it confused until I pull up and it's all clear

I rhyme different you can't see it, fix your cornea

Cause I'm bald head and the rest of the crew -all here

When there's a drought, y'all go funding

We go hunting

And we lapped you boys three times, Y'all must be slow or something

Blue tick you got the messages confirmed red

So what's up gang, rlaxed brain, palm head

It's me again and I humbly apologize

That I'm always this stand out that I can't be like other guys

You can step into the glow of the sun and can shut your eyes

And then listen to my beautiful voice

Let's harmonize

I pledge to hip-hop to serve it with soul and might

See how my flows rushing I've been bursting like swollen pipes

Jerry Krause flows, obsessed with controlling mikes

I come alive, you cross me like I'm the Holy Christ

I've sacrificed, see the holes in my palm

You never crucify me though, put your rosary down

Gravity and family, only things holding me down

Tried to kill me, It's a shock, hopefully you're around

Mehn, I dey cruise like long beach staying higher than cali natives

Quiet Money in the bags they're secret like palliatives

Your line no dey register not connecting, you seem outdated

To get the number up, you gon need police affidavit


Last cypher we was on another team

But they were sleeping while sleeping so they didn't see the dream

New collab of LVMH now the bag is so supreme

We balling freely now some shit you can do in those skinny jeans

Rap head we know you capping bruh!

Too late Y'all

This cypher it feels like the capital like Suleja

You talking jack shit but please don't tell lie

You know we shut Twitter down in the -UAR

And oh, one more thing that's important before I walk out

All my young people, whether you're a graduate or drop-out

Get your PVC go register for INEC compound

E get some people wey we gats tell them to get the fuck out

Mouth wey chop money con dey panel e con dey chop mouth

Me I no get power to suffer, I no dey work out

If you no got take that for head then make I go block out

Still the baddest rappers in Africa, what are we talking bout?

Fuck that whose the best rapper in Africa shit, It's time to really rap

All dem rappers trash to me now, check dem recent tracks

Heavy is the head that wears the crown, they rocking fitted caps

Sold your soul for a fraction of a penny on the streaming apps

Consider that

How you put a caption on this -I'm on autopilot best experienced from the passenger sit

All that passion that leads to the satisfaction ...

That's why their careers keeps collapsing like the national grid -

And that's a blackout

When I put this raps out I bet they pass out

They asking me the source of the beef, I told them cash cows

These rappers tried to put me on a leash and stop my cash count

I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows ..

How that sound?

I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me

All my shit is bulletproof, better send a drone at me

I'm at your dome chappy you're pointing imaginary chrome at me

Has to be those crappy Konami game that got you clones happy

Old habit, die hard

Consider that a plus one

You bought the dip, invested in crypto and now you lost some

Living in a simulation in world that Elon Musk runs

I'm getting paper currency, don't tell me about your doge coins

Whatever alcoholic brand is on the rocks, I'm gonna pop

Petroleum for the flow, crude Nigerian from the oil blocks

And if you wanna dance this body shots will make your body rock

It's my time, You would know if you'd payed attention to your body clock

My blood erupts for these blogs making up lies for clicks

Baiting you guys, dem cunning radio station guys

My black brothers in diaspora acting rigid separated by colour like white light through glass prisms

Cause of your skin

The ignorance in your activism

You feel superior to African in regards to living

In a world ruled by AI and Algorithm better know where your from, your DNA might tell you different

The Bible in Ethiopian, the completeness will spread leaving you open for this opium overdose and you dead

And it's back to my man cave, Bruce Wayne shit

I'm rich bitch

We don't wanna hear your number like gun violence statistics

That's dip shit

Still rolling dip

Fuck the curfew

Matching outfit every night like 

batman's costume

I'm not you

I'm not M

I'm not Loose

My nut's loose

Any rapper can get the fucks smoke

I'm serving hot fumes

Beats by Jayy!