Slips Over Sleep
Only one thing is true
I will be champion one day
I promise, I promise
Woah, yeah, ye
Man ah been hustling from way bakk
I'm talking way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
I'm talking way bakk
Oh oh, way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
Do you know how it feels
When your dreams turn reality
Shey you know how the thing dey be
I hope that all of your dreams come true
Make you understand the feeling
So you go know how the thing dey be
Loriyon
Everyday I dey work, I dey pray
Ki ma laye, ki ma lowo
Ko ma gbowo de ile, ah
I just dey work make I get the money
E dun tey wey man dun dey hustle noni
My papa dey there dey vex for me
My mama dey always pray for me
Everything I do noni
Na money I dey find, na money I dey find
Say no be me go cast oh
I dey for double yard oh
We dey hustle hard oh
We stakking up the rakks oh yeah
We no fit carry last oh eh
Say we no fit carry last
Man ah been hustling from way bakk
I'm talking way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
I'm talking way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
I'm talking way bakk
Oh oh, way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
Do you know how it feels
When your dreams turn reality
Shey you know how the thing dey be
I hope that all of your dreams come true
Make you understand the feeling
So you go know how the thing dey be
Hmm, say for the street wey we dey
Na dreams and paper we dey chase
I dun told my daddy I ain't coming bakk
Ain't got no rakks, I cannot relax
Many man try knock me down
And dem chat nonsense
Say we no go fit to rise
No wise, I rose the bar hmm
Mehn you gotta gotta gotta grind
Me I no dey sleep for night
And my niggas too, my niggas too
We dey grind grind grind
We dey grind all night
Believe that man go blow like dynamite
And you see this little light of mine ah shine
Do you even know what it feels like
What it feels like, what it feels like
Cos everyday we steady making moves to make this money yeah
And we ain't getting no slips, no slips
We ain't getting no slips, no slips
We ain't getting no slips yeah
A working man must eat someday
A working man must eat someday
That's our prayer, yeah yeah
Mix unusual
I will be champion one day
I promise, I promise
Woah, yeah, ye
Man ah been hustling from way bakk
I'm talking way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
I'm talking way bakk
Oh oh, way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
Do you know how it feels
When your dreams turn reality
Shey you know how the thing dey be
I hope that all of your dreams come true
Make you understand the feeling
So you go know how the thing dey be
Loriyon
Everyday I dey work, I dey pray
Ki ma laye, ki ma lowo
Ko ma gbowo de ile, ah
I just dey work make I get the money
E dun tey wey man dun dey hustle noni
My papa dey there dey vex for me
My mama dey always pray for me
Everything I do noni
Na money I dey find, na money I dey find
Say no be me go cast oh
I dey for double yard oh
We dey hustle hard oh
We stakking up the rakks oh yeah
We no fit carry last oh eh
Say we no fit carry last
Man ah been hustling from way bakk
I'm talking way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
I'm talking way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
I'm talking way bakk
Oh oh, way bakk
I gotta cash out slips
I can't be catching no sleep
Do you know how it feels
When your dreams turn reality
Shey you know how the thing dey be
I hope that all of your dreams come true
Make you understand the feeling
So you go know how the thing dey be
Hmm, say for the street wey we dey
Na dreams and paper we dey chase
I dun told my daddy I ain't coming bakk
Ain't got no rakks, I cannot relax
Many man try knock me down
And dem chat nonsense
Say we no go fit to rise
No wise, I rose the bar hmm
Mehn you gotta gotta gotta grind
Me I no dey sleep for night
And my niggas too, my niggas too
We dey grind grind grind
We dey grind all night
Believe that man go blow like dynamite
And you see this little light of mine ah shine
Do you even know what it feels like
What it feels like, what it feels like
Cos everyday we steady making moves to make this money yeah
And we ain't getting no slips, no slips
We ain't getting no slips, no slips
We ain't getting no slips yeah
A working man must eat someday
A working man must eat someday
That's our prayer, yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Reuben Empere
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