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Pain
album cover
Pain was released on January 30, 2026 by Independent as a part of the album Bittersweet
January 30, 2026
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
BPM84
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

You see this live where I come
I suppose to be the bread winner
As money no come
Sapa they try to kill me
Life so real
Na you go try to help your self
Life so real
No body fucking send
If them calculate my tears
Na erosion e go turn
Money where I they find
Na the one where long
So no matter enemies
They pray make I fall
I they your hand jah
Surely I go over come
I done hustle reach extend
Where only me carry my bag run
Lead way lead way
I nearly even go carry gun
I treak treak treak
I do I climb okada
Na my destination I they chase
There's no going back
No body fucking send you
When you die your time is gone
Continue continue
Abeg use u turn
I love the process
But this process done they choke me
Shay sapa come to laugh me
Or sapa come to slap me
Dangerous figure
They also ways surely come to take
When he finished they are gone
They always come to chop your cake
I come from nothing
I always fucking trust my self
When I broke broke
Na only me they face my fears
I need this paper badly
As money no gree come
How you expect the boi
To fucked cope
My head they burst
Abeg role the pepeline
I still they on god
Na person pikin I be
Still they try carry me along
I never see gift card
Like for 9 months
You done they
Carry me for mind
For like 5 months
You still they hate on me
I dey try they dress
You no know
How I take they see data
Try they post
You still they bill me
I suppose to done block you
Bill me
I suppose suppose
To done block you
You still they bill me
You still they bill me
I they fight for my life
Is like you tryna kill me
 U see they live
Where we come
Two things they involve
Alive or dead
No body fucking send
You get money
You still they bill me
Untill the boi die
You expect me
To sale this kidney
I know say I broke
If I get I no go ask you
Money gats come abeg
I no they like to ask you
Nigeria is for nobody
Nobody fucking send
Abeg I want this paper
Nobody fucking send
When the boi small
Him be they tell mumsy
Him problem
The boi done grow
Na mumsy they tell
Am her problem
Head they burst
Still I no be first born
Talk about my past
Stilll they still they
Boom bom
Bring like 7 cana
No tell me abeg
Make I stop smoke
Life so real
Chop them like crake coke
 I need someone to talk too
No be everything be sex
Them fit they hate on you
Make them still
They pretend..
Written by: Godwin shaibu
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