NSG – Lose My Cool Lyrics 

“NSG – Lose My Cool Lyrics” showcases NSG’s signature style and musical prowess, delivering a dynamic and infectious track that captivates listeners.

The verses within “NSG – Lose My Cool” transcend traditional lyrics, painting a vivid narrative of emotional vulnerability and personal struggle. NSG’s adept performance breathes life into the song, allowing listeners to empathize with the raw and authentic sentiment expressed in the lyrics.

The production of this song is a testament to NSG’s creative ingenuity, as they skillfully craft a vibrant sonic backdrop that perfectly complements the emotional depth of the track, resulting in a compelling and immersive listening experience.

For those who value music that embraces vulnerability and authenticity, “NSG – Lose My Cool Lyrics” is a captivating and poignant piece that promises to resonate deeply and leave a lasting impression on your musical journey.

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Lyrics 

They wanna see me lose my cool
They want make I craze
Champagne takeaway the pain
Do the crime if I know it pays

Monday yahoo boy trabaye
Whole lotta Moët
Government dey chop still light no dey 

The shotty made him kilolo
The money made her go down low
Oremi living off ishiro
Ogbeni t’on push kilo

Mo’n so’ro lo’wo mo’n da ifa
Tabbat yada with my Alfa
M’on para lo’wo k’in wu iwa ika
If you really feel me say wallahi

Skipped the talking stage when she saw the Cuban
Sip patron as I get to know Susan
Told the girl that I’m only human
How you complain with no solution

If I die in the village I receive a crown
Came with the goons then there’s poles around
VIP then there’s hoes around
Every other night she wan hoe around
They wanna see me lose my cool
They want make I craze
Champagne takeaway the pain
Do the crime if I know it pays

Monday yahoo boy trabaye
Whole lotta Moët
Government dey chop still light no Dey
They wanna see me lose my cool
They wanna see me act a fool
Reload my gun then shoot
You, you, you, we not de pick and choose
Wa bo dam, me too I craze
Take your matter comot for my face
I go be the reason why your pastor say grace
Your mommy de take flowers come your grave

Less to say and more to do
Innit innit boy came from the otutu
If man wan eat man must to hustle
Everting ti kpoju dem they think it’s juju
Style on me you can’t style on a stylist
Gyal on me she ain’t mine we just vibing
Eyes on me but don’t touch you can die here
All else fails we go solve am with violence

They want see me lose my cool
They want make I craze
Champagne takeaway the pain
Do the crime if I know it pays
Monday yahoo boy trabaye
Whole lotta Moët
Government dey chop still light no dey

Akula Owu wu wu wu
Akula Owu lo lo
Akula Owu wu wu wu
Akula Owu lo lo
Akula Owu wu wu wu
Akula Owu lo lo
Akula Owu wu wu wu
Akula Owu lo lo

This na people wey dey hustle for street
This na people wey dey struggle
This na for parent wey dey struggle feed
This na for people outdoor wey dey fight survival
Werey wa n le
Werey no get rival
Power for the people no PDP
My country jaga jaga blame APC
Indigo my nigga gbemi trabaye