Survival for the fittest

Aimie eke ni ima zozo la

Seen a lot of things

I gats Allahu Akbar

I\'m a Christian though

You can tell that is not a weak bar

I\'m gifted, and it\'s not even near December

Fuck Santa

Where was you when things was really hard

Struggles really real, everything kakaraka

Garri finish for house

I mean kpata Kpata

How you expect shit to be when everyday na tapioka

Hard

Story of my life, nor be for mouth

Sapa carry chair

Him sitdon for our doormouth

Say we don dey struggle since e we dey very very young

Strength nor dey wey U wan take carry on

And you nor wan carry knive and you nor wan carry gun ain ain ain

So you gats wait for your time

Wake up, we pray and grind

Money dey pon my mind

Hear me say

Lord I pray

Make money come my way

Poverty far away eh eh eh

These are the words I pray

Lord I pray

Make money come my way

Poverty far away eh eh eh

These are the words I pray

We had no 3 square meal, it was more like a circle

Came around once every day we just wake up to never had it royal , it was only just the rumbles

How you think I got this humble

Life thought me

When you hear the things we had to do

Don\'t judge me

I was a kid eating dust, but I kept up with the guts

So it pushed me this far

And I nor go stop because the matter e still far

I remember, when I use to trek down Saint Savior

Bololo for my head, na lapa lapa wear me cap

Steady with the struggle, na so Sapa look me laugh

Oh well, how this one wan really go far

Say we don dey struggle since e we dey very very young

Strength nor dey wey U wan take carry on

And you nor wan carry knive and you nor wan carry gun ain ain ain

So you gats wait for your time

Wake up, we pray and grind

Money dey pon my mind

Hear me sing

Lord I pray

Make money come my way

Poverty far away eh eh eh

These are the words I pray

Lord I pray

Make money come my way

Poverty far away eh eh eh

These are the words I pray