Next - Falz feat. Medikal and Maleek Berry, Falz, Maleek Berry

When I wake up in the morning, I thank the Lord am alive

Your broke life ain’t for me, I take them on the money ride

Go, I make em trap o, see the Lizzy grow old

le’em know, so they know we don blow o

Next, next, next uh next, putting the weather, we next, hustle hustle now we

next

Next, next, next uh, next, it’s game time we next, I hope you know we the best

Hope you know we next best, money money getting express

Groupies flowing in excess, they be showing bad chest

Tell my mommy say I don blow, tell her say my money don show

Tell her to pick any motto, or pick anywhere she wan go

Tell my daddy say I don be hero, am about to be the young Demerol

Say hello to the bad guys, on a tri-five

And Folarin no dey play with the pay, me am in the kitchen am baking the cake

My guy aboki no go make mistake with how many million, tell me today

We higher higher, I dey kill gravity

Murder the beat then I plead insanity

All this rappers still dey dilly-dally

And they speedy-sally like Speedy Darlington

Bad guy lo’n rapping, Medikal whe dey happen

Maleek Berry for the gyal dem, gyal dem, is a nathang

When I wake up in the morning, I thank the Lord am alive

Your broke life ain’t for me, I take them on the money ride

Go, I make em trap o, see the Lizzy grow old

le’em know, so they know we don blow o

Next, next, next uh next, putting the weather, we next, hustle hustle now we

next

Next, next, next uh, next, it’s game time we next, I hope you know we the best

They used to pause, rewind and mute me, finally am next

They put my shit on repeat, I tell the DJ, can you skip to the rest

Boy to fly, to fly they thought I live in the next

Dem they follow their mama for my treasure, see the way am banging my chest

like am repping Palestine

No love, fuck Valentine, Einstein loose my brain and mind

It belongs to him so I dey talk my mind

Speaks the Ghanian language

Falz too dey claim celebrity, Oshe we dey celebrate

Maleek Berry hope say you great, my girl to kelvy, I no fit think straight

Shout out to my gees in Nigeria, always God be the answer

Finally we made it, Jesus Christ whedone sir

When I wake up in the morning, I thank the Lord am alive

Your broke life ain’t for me, I take them on the money ride

Go, I make em trap o, see the Lizzy grow old

le’em know, so they know we don blow o

Next, next, next uh next, putting the weather, we next, hustle hustle now we

next

Next, next, next uh, next, it’s game time we next, I hope you know we the best