A song made by oluwasegunbraima7
A song made by oluwasegunbraima7
Intro
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If you dey hear me... drop the lighter.
This beat na for the ones we still fit save.
Verse 1
I know your name before the smoke change am
Emeka wey dey top class, now e dey talk to his shadow for Ojoto
Say na “small colos to chase stress”
Now stress don chase am comot for house, comot for sense
See Precious, 17, neck like sculpture
Touch ice one weekend, now her mind na fracture
She dey laugh when rain fall, she dey cry when sun shine
Mama dey pour anointing oil for pipe like say na shrine
Dem no tell you say e go start like joke
“Just try am, you go feel like oga”
Next thing, you dey sell your mattress for one wrap
You dey fight your blood brother for 200 naira tap
Pre-Chorus
We dey call am “levels” but na grave e dey level
E no dey knock, e dey enter like thief for devil
E go thief your dream, e go thief your face
Leave you for Rumuola junction dey argue with empty space
Chorus
No be play oh, no be play
Colos and ice dey carry destinies dey go away
If you love your mama, drop am today
Before dem use your picture print “Gone Too Soon” for your birthday
No be flex oh, no be flex
When your brain don crash, tell me who go pay the debt?
Your name na promise, no let smoke be your end
This life wey God give you, e too costly to spend
Post-Chorus Chant
One trial na too much! Too much!
One pipe fit close your case! Your case!
Say no to colos! Say no!
Say no to ice! Say no!
Verse 2
Dealer no be your friend, e be business man
E go call you “boss” till your pocket dry like Harmattan
When you start to dey shake, when you start to dey see ghost
Na that same dealer go cross road if he see you for post
Look Tunde brain — surgeon for future
Now e dey count stone for Mile 3, e say na “computer”
Look Chioma skin — melanin like midnight
Now crack don map her face like broken streetlight
That high na 10 minutes, but the damage na lifetime
You go pay with your youth, your truth, your bloodline
Your lungs go turn black, your liver go scream
And the mirror go show you a person you no fit redeem
Bridge
To my brother for cell, wey think say e don finish — E no finish
To my sister for rehab, wey shame wan kill — E no go kill
To mama wey dey cry every night — Your pikin fit come back
To the one wey dey hold lighter right now — Drop am. Choose life.
Final Chorus
No be play oh, no be play
Colos and ice dey write RIP for young age
If you get dream, if you get name
Make you no exchange am for 5 minutes flame
No be flex oh, no be flex
This na war for your soul, no be contest
You be king, you be queen, you be next
No let smoke be the full stop for your text
Outro
“...my name na OLUSEGUN... I stop am 6 months ago...
If I fit do am, you fit do am...
Abeg... no be play oh.”