Lyrics: Faruk Abass
Music: Faruk Abass
Omo me I come from ghetto
Nothing dey my net-worth
Me I been dey pray for grace
Make my mama fit to see results
But still we dey rough am yet oo
Tell them our eye don red oo
Enitoba sise loba jehu them talk oo
But no be so e be for ghetto
Omo bukata for my neck like Cuban
Ijowo ni majaye Sudan
Am on my way x2
Go faraway
Ikan tonso Mio gbo won
Make them run thier mouth Mio ran won
Emi omolomo omolomo
Leyin omo ko sβomo
I just wanna make the money lowkey
For my country make everybody know me
Make them notice cus them owe me
I just wanna party with my hommies
And to my people wey Dey struggle for street
You know
Everything go be as you want you know
Make you just dey pray to baba you know
And he go surely bless up your way you know
But still we dey rough am yet oo
Tell them our eye don red oo
Enitoba sise loba jehu them talk oo
But no be so e be for ghetto (x2
My way na my way
Pour me azul kin jaye
This music thing na my way
Mio dele ma shalaye
Cus I paid my price o
All my enemies me i sanitize o
The streets no be joke omo no be childβs own
So tell me who you be cuz you no be God oo