A song made by Perry zee
A song made by Perry zee
Chai... those days oh
E no easy at all at all
I remember when we dey struggle for daily bread
Mama dey hustle, papa dey sweat
No light for night, we dey use candle
Breakfast na wahala, dinner na gamble
Worn slippers wey I dey manage
School fees wahala, e dey cause damage
But we no give up, we keep on grinding
Even when the sun no dey shine, we dey still smiling
Those days, those days
When wahala full everywhere
Those days, those days
But we survive am, we still dey here
From nothing to something oh
God don butter our bread
Those days don pass, we dey celebrate
I remember when one meal a day na luxury
Water for house na serious history
Wake up early, go fetch for well
Neighbors dem stories, plenty to tell
But mama always say "pikin, e go better"
Even when the rain dey beat us without shelter
Now I look back and I thank God oh
From grass to grace, see how far we don go
Those days, those days
When wahala full everywhere
Those days, those days
But we survive am, we still dey here
From nothing to something oh
God don butter our bread
Those days don pass, we dey celebrate
We don overcome oh
Mo gbe!
Thank God for today