A song made by Imole Noble
A song made by Imole Noble
E choke oh!
Make I tell you my story
From the beginning I don start from zero
No be say I get money, I no be hero
But I dey hustle every day, I dey move like Nero
From the ghetto to the top, I dey climb like arrow
Mama dey pray for me, Papa dey work tire
Neighbors dey hate, but I no send wire
I remember days wey we no fit buy fire
Now I don rise, and my level don go higher
This na my story oh, my story
From the bottom to the glory, to the glory
Every wahala wey I face, e give me ginger
Now I dey shine, I dey scatter with my swagger
This na my story oh, my story
From the struggle to the money, to the money
God dey my side, e no let me fall oh
Now I dey ball, I dey answer my call oh
People wey doubt me, now dem dey see clear
Same people wey run, now dem wan come near
But I no forget where I dey come from, my dear
Every scar for my body tell the story sincere
I don see am all, the pain and the joy
I don lose plenty, but I still dey deploy
My dream like soldier, nothing fit destroy
E choke! This life na my story, I'm the real McCoy
This na my story oh, my story
From the bottom to the glory, to the glory
Every wahala wey I face, e give me ginger
Now I dey shine, I dey scatter with my swagger
This na my story oh, my story
From the struggle to the money, to the money
God dey my side, e no let me fall oh
Now I dey ball, I dey answer my call oh
My story! Omo!
No cap, on God!