This is the kind of collaboration that doesn’t feel forced — it feels like the future. Trap and Afrobeats, Atlanta and Lagos, Gunna and Asake — all on the same wavelength.
On SATISFACTION, Gunna and Nigerian star Asake connect for a genre-blending anthem that pulses with swagger, rhythm, and heat. Lifted off Gunna’s new album The Last Wun, the track is a masterclass in cross-cultural synergy, with Gunna’s smooth Atlanta flow melting into Asake’s energetic delivery and signature cadence
Gunna performs in the studio with Nigerian award-winning musician Asake to further enhance the significance of the song “Satisfaction.” The amazing new euphony gains even more vitality and variation from Asake... Read complete content click link below
Gunna Lyrics“satisfaction”(feat. Asake)
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I’m out here on this road, I’m searching for my own satisfaction
I’m selling cross the globe, trying to protect my soul, keep me happy
Trapped before I lived, life’s game I play my card this ain’t the one I dealt
Get rich and beat all the odds, is that really ideal?
Knew we would get out of poverty, I said I will
Bang my shit until they tired of me and that’s up around niggas thoughts charcoal
Tell me one time you don’t know how far I go
How far I go? How hard do I go?
Seeking for some peace I’m searching high and low
Shit ain’t been easy but I got high hopes, high hopes, I got high hopes
I’m out here on this road, I’m searching for my own satisfaction
I’m selling cross the globe, trying to protect my soul, keep me happy
I’m in my zone and I’m far gone
For myself, I just fly strong
What I want, this ain’t no good life, uh
For myself, I just fly strong
Like him, they call me Picasso
Un Chilyen and so we shine, we shine, a chorus, we shine
Money and fashion they offer me under pressure
But here I kill without a license
I love art, like toso, hair
I’m out here on this road, I’m searching for my own satisfaction
I’m selling cross the globe, trying to protect my soul, keep me happy
Guess that life a sin, wanna lose and built to win, and I just wanna win
Dot my I’s and cross my T’s and I stood on my ten
Shop my dogs across the city, shit thicker than thin
So much time I can’t believe my cause still in the pen
Got a life sentence, I’m still waiting out
Know this shit go way back, back to tater tots
Handling my business I be at the top
Lonely at the top, top
I’m out here on this road, I’m searching for my own satisfaction
I’m selling cross the globe, to protect my soul, keep me happy
Under pressure
Without a license
I love art, like cough
Hair
