Lyrics: Festus Mukoya
Music: John Kaputura
huh hmm ey
hmm, okay yeah!
hmm, okay yeah!
hmm, okay yeah! ey! okay!
reminiscing about my past
all of my problems wanna keep 'em to myself
oh this pain is so deep I can bare it
I can barely think straight, I need a doctor
not a seer, not demon, needa a miss right
ey yeah okay I need a Miss Right
I need a Miss Right
I need a Miss Right
ey, I need a Miss Right
I hit the plug, then I told him I'ma need some more
my anxiety, the anger... Wanna pass it thru
it's so sad when you got it buh you can't help
why so heartless
you know you got it and somebody need it's urgent
why impatient?
you say you true to the grind with no patience
you want it badly and you even wanna hurt yourself
**** that let's get back to the real shit
[chorus]
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ey, hope in ride, let's take drive
I don't really wanna miss the fun
I don't know if I feel alright
maybe I should the drugs (oh what)
maybe I should take the pills
ama take it just to make the pain go away
to many opps want me down, dog go to hell
ama make it through tonight, finna do it right
[chorus]
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