No Days Off
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just like that Coldplay song
There's such a rush because we want more cheese
That's how we ended up getting stuck in the rat race
You racist if you put on a black face cos I mean
Watchyu you know about the struggles that the black face
Stuck in a bad place
These sad days are killing my fire like an ash tray
Sometimes I have a downward spiral
Then I tend to cascade
Infected with some of the symptoms that move with the last days
The last of a dying breed
I guess that the irony is
When I take my last breath
They'll say they all admired me
I know I wasn't put on this planet just to acquire things
So I'm reaching out to souls
I try to tell em' about the king
Well I should tell it to myself
I got a belly full of guilt
I got a weight on my shoulders that's getting heavier to lift
And they keep on piling on, even as heavy as it is
Gotta let go of the baggage so heaven will let me in
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just gotta get back up before I hit the abyss
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just like that Coldplay song
There's such a rush because we want more cheese yeah
Because we want more cheese
Because we want more cheese yeah eh
Stuck in the cash chase
Cos cash rules everything around me
Need cream for the latte
The pressure steady getting to me
Can't afford an outlay
Gbogbo kini yen ti su mi
In need of an ad break
To evaluate what i'm doing
Cos lately I don't got time for myself
I learnt health is wealth
But I forget that wealth ain't really health
So am shuffling through things
Trying to change these cards I dealt
Rolling in the deep since 21 like Adele
I delve in realms that lead me closer to jail
And well I struggle with the thought of my soul up for sale
For 40 acres and black beauties like a gazelle
Blind to the selfishness
But I can feel it in the braille yea yea
And ever since I saw the light
I knew that my soul ain't got a price yeah
That's why i'm working working workin'
Taking no days off for nothin nothin
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just gotta get back up before I hit the abyss
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just Like that Coldplay song
There's such a rush because we want more cheese yeah
Because we want more cheese
Because we want more cheese yeah eh
It's for my unborn kids
Just like that Coldplay song
There's such a rush because we want more cheese
That's how we ended up getting stuck in the rat race
You racist if you put on a black face cos I mean
Watchyu you know about the struggles that the black face
Stuck in a bad place
These sad days are killing my fire like an ash tray
Sometimes I have a downward spiral
Then I tend to cascade
Infected with some of the symptoms that move with the last days
The last of a dying breed
I guess that the irony is
When I take my last breath
They'll say they all admired me
I know I wasn't put on this planet just to acquire things
So I'm reaching out to souls
I try to tell em' about the king
Well I should tell it to myself
I got a belly full of guilt
I got a weight on my shoulders that's getting heavier to lift
And they keep on piling on, even as heavy as it is
Gotta let go of the baggage so heaven will let me in
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just gotta get back up before I hit the abyss
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just like that Coldplay song
There's such a rush because we want more cheese yeah
Because we want more cheese
Because we want more cheese yeah eh
Stuck in the cash chase
Cos cash rules everything around me
Need cream for the latte
The pressure steady getting to me
Can't afford an outlay
Gbogbo kini yen ti su mi
In need of an ad break
To evaluate what i'm doing
Cos lately I don't got time for myself
I learnt health is wealth
But I forget that wealth ain't really health
So am shuffling through things
Trying to change these cards I dealt
Rolling in the deep since 21 like Adele
I delve in realms that lead me closer to jail
And well I struggle with the thought of my soul up for sale
For 40 acres and black beauties like a gazelle
Blind to the selfishness
But I can feel it in the braille yea yea
And ever since I saw the light
I knew that my soul ain't got a price yeah
That's why i'm working working workin'
Taking no days off for nothin nothin
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just gotta get back up before I hit the abyss
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I gotta count all of the blessings gonna need me a list
I'm taking no days off
It's for my unborn kids
Just Like that Coldplay song
There's such a rush because we want more cheese yeah
Because we want more cheese
Because we want more cheese yeah eh
Credits
Writer(s): Oluseyi Osinaike
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