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Dear Self
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Afro-Pop
Dear Self wurde am 6. März 2026 von 4044049 Records DK als Teil des Albums Dear Self - Single veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum6. März 2026
Label4044049 Records DK
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miroslav
Miroslav
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clement Ekumah
Clement Ekumah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Miroslav
Miroslav
Engineer

Songtexte

Dear self, you do well, yeah Just stay focused, I care
I don't wanna lose you I don't wanna lose you
Dear self, you do well, yeah
Dear self, mey3 sorry, I know you feeling the pain
The struggles and the heartaches just make you dey craze
Obia nti Wiase they don't understand your ways
A lot you the see, but less wey you dey say
At times you wanna give up, I know you wanna quit
At times you wanna die, cause life smell like shit
At times you wanna be alone, just you p3
You don't wanna see nobody, cause them all go switch
Life be war, and as a man you a soldier
Life be war, and on this field yennsuro obia
Who you go call, in times that you in danger
Where's the love, when all my friends turn strangers
Hello mama, don't forget that I love you
So when you say a prayer, pray for me too
I'm tryna find bread, I'mma see you soon
I'm tryna find guap and myself too
Too many struggles, I'm tryna find me a way
I block out the noise, I'm running everything my way
I know fit to rush, cause this life it no be race
They coming for my life, every night I dey pray
This a letter to myself, been talking to my shadow
But e no really dey help, been looking through the mirror
What I feel you no dey tell, you been to hell and back
While I'm still living in hell
Too many struggles, I'm tryna find me a way
I block out the noise, I'm running everything my way
I know fit to rush, cause this life it no be raised
They coming for my life, every night I they pray
This a letter to myself, been talking to my shadow
But e no really they help, been looking through the mirror
What I feel you no dey tell, you been to hell and back
While I'm still living in hell
Can't rush greatness, dear self you so blessed
You get no hand out, it got you feeling hopeless
Going all out, you don't wanna see your mom stress
Want more guap, cause money dey stop, nonsense
Worry about the things I know dey talk about
The ones wey I dey talk about you know, so you talk about it
How I'm still here, they don't know about it
So all they do is hate, and that cannot stop me
Too many struggles, I'm tryna find me a way
I block out the noise, I'm running everything my way
I know fit to rush, cause this life it no be raised
They coming for my life, every night I they pray
This a letter to myself, been talking to my shadow
But e no really dey help, been looking through the mirror
What I feel you no dey tell, you been to hell and back
While I'm still living in hell
Too many struggles, I'm tryna find me a way
I block out the noise, I'm running everything my way
I know fit to rush, cause this life it no be raised
They coming for my life, every night I they pray
This a letter to myself, been talking to my shadow
But e no really dey help, been looking through the mirror
What I feel you no dey tell, you been to hell and back
While I'm still living in hell
Dear self you will do well, yeah
Just stay focused I care
I don't wanna lose you, I don't wanna lose you
Dear self you'll do well, yeah
Written by: Clement Ekumah
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