歌词
I hate the fact that my lil **** died
I heard the news and it tore me apart
I couldn’t help all I did was to cry
I swear to God it got me traumatized
Mama dey cry and papa dey cry
But all this tears can’t bring him alive
Rest In Peace my **** for life
Rest In Peace my **** for life
Ogbe dị scary my bro
And many men efigo on the road
Friends and family turning to foes
Many **** don sell their soul
For fame and riches, ụwa dị cold
Early in the morning I'm smoking my dope
I'm thinking about the highs and low
Trials and tribulation on the road
The trenches needs some love
Pain anxiety life is a war
Fighting it daily am moving with God
For real the struggle made me strong
The struggle made me tough
All of my **** are built for the top
Praying for strength on me and my dawgs
To push through the darkness and never give up
I pray to God I will never die young
I pray the odds never slide on me
Twenty long back I gotta ride on
I'm having nightmares, tryna wake up
Hope you feel me?
O nwe onye ọ dịịrị easy?
Hope you feel me my ****?
O nwe onye ọ dịịrị easy?
I pray to God I will never die young
I pray the odds never slide on me
Twenty long back I gotta ride on
Am having nightmares, tryna wake up
Hope you feel me?
O nwe onye ọ dịịrị easy?
Hope you feel me my ****?
O nwe onye ọ dịịrị easy?
Locked in the six, na-esewa, na-alụ my next jam
Eselụ sị m before ọlụ gị a kaa, see your next plan
Cos everyday for the living one day for death man
At last anyị bịalụ ụwa abịa we're all in a debt man
For the chase of mulla, men lee conscience golụ akpọ
Nnwa mma Okwy sị m na ọọ against all odds, mgbe anyị ka nọ Awkunanaw
Hapụ school banye okpolo
Just to get the bag, next thing ọ tụọ ogbe, and ọ bịa with ụkwụ na anọ, nah
Words in the street dat the youngin just got paid
All the bitches meelụ ya guy, nwa mmanụ just got laid
Now he’s on a fast life
Ọ nọ outside every night
Same person fii ya, same person ya na ya mee we outside
Wen I light smoke, I puff one for the fallen bros
Why the good die young, only God knows
Eyi m my hoodie all day, cos ị ma na ogbe dị cold
And men ga-alightinwu gị, sọnsọ maka ị pịalụ phone, wa
Joy comes in the morning but nightmares comes at night
Everyday I say to God, I pray we see the light
I heard we God's children and this shit is divine
Enwee m too many questions but I can’t ask who am I (Onye Anwụlụ)
I pray to God I will never die young
I pray the odds never slide on me
Twenty long back I gotta ride on
Am having nightmares, tryna wake up
Hope you feel me?
O nwe onye ọ dịịrị easy?
Hope you feel me my ****?
O nwe onye ọ dịịrị easy?
Written by: Aguero Banks, Hugo P, Moec
