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Make I talk about the steps Under necks Make I talk about the vex me I no be pressed If I talk about the stress e no go make it less My big homies turned to bitch homies what be next I no fit dwell on regrets, fuck a rewind Lately I no fit dey sleep been trapping all the time Toss and turn, I dey earn like all the time I dey strike them dey feel say I be number nine Make I talk about the pain No pain, no gain Shit go never be the same Make I talk about the pen, I pick it up Feet don't fail me through the fire I've been heating up If I gyemi right now, was it all enough? Officer e just be locks I no be criminal Scars on my body it turn tattoo Them dey watch me like a monkey them be baboons Be like all be lie Junior Class clown get the last laugh oo E dey pain them I do what them say I can't do Wo ti p3n ne hwana? Na m) gas you? Pain's when number two dey come someone dey the bathroom I dey play with fire wey I get burned Sadly it's the only way I fit learn Still money man a fit earn And when we earn some money man a fit burn yeah Friends turn to foes Friends turn to foes All turn to memories I dey turn cold Goat wey escape I no be scapegoat No fit loose myself for your pleasure no Look out for your brother I figa that be code How you break the code? How you break the code? I should have seen through you I dey wonder why the hearts of men so full of evil I dey wonder how will life be if we never rhymed You win some and lose some in this game of life I dey move like water, I dey flow through time I'mma stand up nigga cos she's so sick of lies Now make I talk about the pain No pain, no gain Shit go never be the same Make I talk about the pain No pain, no gain Shit go never be the same (No pain no gain)
Writer(s): Michael Awagbe, Emmanuel Kwesi Danso Arthur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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