Dat kind thing na
Too many Story to tell
Pieces of life
Men are militarised
Story of my life
Story of my life
I dey work I dey pray
No let me to fail o
If u knw the things I dey face
E fit to drop water from ur eyes o
Men dey work Why them dey play
No go let us to fail o
If u know the things way boys dey see
E fit to drop water from ur eyes o
My home my home, we pray for better days
People dey die o, all we need is a better place
My home my home we pray for better days
People dey cry o all we need is a better place
Jah,
We ain't doing better
I pray to Gad someday We get better
Some of my gees 4 elegushi no get shelter
Too many pain my guy I no fit bear
Too many pain way man no fit bear
Everyday for traffic o no be here
We need money
We need capital Men need to flex
On God we go make am
Na money way no dey, dey mk bolt man dey curse
And if not for traffic u for no dey hear our voice
Dat kind thing na
I no want option way go mk me leave
Island To mainland
On a stead I dey grind
I know someday I go make am
Situation for here tragic
Never believe I'll try dis
We graduate since last year
And up till now we no fit buy jeans
I dey work I dey pray
No let me to fail o
If u knw the things I dey face
E fit to drop water from ur eyes o
Men dey work Why them dey play
No go let us to fail o
If u know the things way boys dey see
E fit to drop water from ur eyes o
My home my home, we pray for better days
People dey die o, all we need is a better place
My home my home we pray for better days
People dey cry o all we need is a better place