Oh Lord

Music: jay kenn/Ell Drizzy/Tipgy Hriim Dark meduuusa Ooooo , ye y3 Don't try Ouuu ouuuh Ya maaaad ???

Million cases Million smiles Whether good or bad I don't want to take sides Fly over many oh We shoulda stake high Many many girls now We blessing raise eye Lord I dey beg I dey need ah safe flight Skank over dem no Dey need ah waste time No no no ,we cyan lose Tell somebody sey we cyan lose Even if we do am wey we fail We no go stop today Yes we go do again Call all my niggas We go again Yes for the pain we gain Look inna mi eye You go see this rage Oh lord oh lord

Father god your blessings Give it to me more Pour some grace No be only me Wey dey face it Oh lord oh lord I need your mercies The sins I dey do I regret it Now I dey wait on your blessings Oh lord ,oh lord

So mi seh di vision ah di focus Now mi winning everyday Mi seh road clear Wonder how mi dweet Cuh mi put dem pon ah survey Man never is ,man never pity Pull ah man down and imma Go rise mi seh no play )se m3y3 hwan killer show dem This year we banging Di chune pon dem shoulders Whether kwan papa Or wreckless we blowing And we get di heart ee

Even if we do am wey we fail We no go stop today Yes we go do again Call all my niggas We go again Yes for the pain we gain Look inna mi eye You go see this rage Oh lord ,oh lord

Father god your blessings Give it to me more Pour some grace No be only me wey dey face it Oh lord oh lord I need your mercies The sins I dey do I regret it Now I dey wait on your blessings Oh lord ,oh lord

These stories we be telling everyday No dey worry we go make Am my baba e no dey play I still dey find my way So this side I dey I want worry I run my race

Nuff chatting steady Grind big bag let's get it Lost souls still on this record To my thugs in the trenches 1 press still pressing Keep going no settling Funny it be me giving Hope what a blessing

I no dey care about the next man If my grind gets me bigger Tell me how to get It don't tell me who be richer I can't make friends It's no sense if we can't get rich I shun dey talk to many niggas Cause they don't get the picture

Rush for racks till It's racks on racks Tell me drizzy keep It low not till I'm having cash Sow seed it go pay I say no cap on that So I'm chill every time That I spazz on tracks

Yuh ! It's another one First plan n'sort mpo Y3 kc the other plans Life nu a'hard boys For the corner man For the motherland And I no dey want talk o Rastaman !

Feel the pain in my voice I'm still maintaining the choice That I made couple years back And I ain't changed On my boys (yuh yuh)

But tough times They never last Me m3ba first Mob3ka s3 3y3 aduro Saa time na mekc o I'm making moves on the low On the go

Nti na 3yaa meyi m'ani ma nipa Nipa ano d3d33d3 nso cap Cy3 bitter We trap for the paper Kwacha adwen ne adwen a me dwen I got big dreams Free me, free this kid !