Lift Me Up

You know how it be men
You know when you hear a voice like This it's believe in b men
And that is it men
Nice one
This kind thing na him dey make Man crase for street o
E no get as e won take be
This is street life my nigger
For real
Ehh
Call my phone and tell me
What's on your mind
No call me
Come dey tell me those lies
I've been through a lot my jigger
So no come stress me my guy
No interrupt my peace
With all of those shit from your ass
Mummy working under sun
E make her dark
Daddy too don try
He don't know what to do
Omo make i tell you me i don dey try
Mimi don dey try
All my brothers don dey try

Tell me if you gonna heal all my pain
Or if start to say
Shey You go say i dey complain
But i swear me i No hesitate
When it comes to paper chase
I've tried, now i dey pray for grace
My niggerz me i no fit deny
It's was only me
But all my demons
Were more nine
I had to play my hit
And watch them dance
So a brotherman go fit to fall asleep

I pray una go read my mind
Cause it is really hard
To really ask sometimes
I pray una go lift me up
When i dey fall for ground
And When i need supports
I pray una go lift me up
It is really hard
To really ask sometime
I pray una fit lift me up
When i dey fall for ground
And when i need support

I want to tell you something
Listen up oh oh
Many things i want to say
Mama I'm still the boy you raised
But I don run the street
E be like say i don digress
Oluwa me I'm talking to you
Make you Give me small chance
So i fit to blow like a flute
Many things i want to say
I wanna beg your pardon
Please just listen to me
But I pray una go read my mind
Cause it is really hard
To really ask sometime
I pray una go lift me up
Omo say
When I don dey fall for ground

Ehhhhhh
Oooooooo
Nehhhhhh



Credits
Writer(s): Nwamma Chiemerie
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