Multi talented (feat. 4kJiggi)

Yeah

Mr. Therapist, Abeg therap me
The things my eyes don see, nor be parody It's real
I can no more hear love's voice
Words I speak returns lonely
Davidconnect

Say pass me my oris, I've got a lot of stories
I waka pass this place
The police, they nor fit hold me
The things when they worry me, long pass I lorry Hard on the grind, I no wan hear any sorry

I remember onna, when be they flop But no matter, baba God self don pick my call
Now I see the fake love, all of onna, they drop
Gbemidebe bad energy, far away it's gone

To the universe, they be coming black and black, you know the uniform
Can we ask em what's the gain, to a extort in someone's pain
This is only just a shame, yeah, we made it through the pain
Just to get a name, people called me lame For the fame, they say what's the aim

I'm an artist from the south, the lyrical beast
No be rhymes, I Dey fine or even punchline
I just wan de myself, funding my own talent
They call me multi-talented, coz the kind of things I do

I de-rap, I de-sing, I de-act yes of course I'm a content creator, but this music nah diet
I no fit live am so we die here

Man you talented, man you good, man you really are connected
When your mum rejected, when no one interested, lotta money invested

Now everyone really got, really got interested, yeah
Them Amma be there when it's good, can't
you feel it when it's due
Ya the peer pressure, not a problem not to mention
Now you got attention, can you always mention
Uh, you the real nigga, you can save a nation

I no fit lie some niggas were really there for me
Keeping heads up, they really stayed and fend for me

Yeah that's true, you know, you gotta always gar your homies back

You know, be you, be what you gotta be, I don't really gotta tell you no shit
You know, come on man, you know that
Yeah, I know, gang gang shit, put it out for a little bit, you know
Haha, plah, mad



Credits
Writer(s): David Ezebri
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