Lyrics

4la with the magic Every step when I dey take Man I just dey calculate I no fit dey contemplate When I no get food for plate Ain't gat room for no mistakes I gat make sure that I'm straight My dawgs them waiting on me I gats do whatever it takes Truly I'm about to lose it The voice in my head is getting loud Feels like my time is running out Under the pressure man still I'm working hard I be like diamond when dey underground My brother in the military fighting for e life and you no say I gat to hold it down Smile on my face but when you look pass all of that you no see say deep down me I dey frawn Can somebody tell whyaahhye Truly I'm about to lose it The voice in my head is getting loud Feels like my time is running out Me I no even want no yawa o I dey hustle make money Yapa o I dey get time for the drama o Me steady the comma o I run my race like mo farah o No be today when I start am o Na right from when me I be tata o Me I understand say nothing gara o Thats why every night and day Me I just dey work and pray Make Oluwa bless way No go let me go astray So many things when dey my brain So many thing I dey try maintain Ohhue Ohhue Truly I'm about to lose it The voice in my head is getting loud Feels like my time is running out
Writer(s): Amaobi Naechi Mills, Richard Oluwafolahanmi Awoyemi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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