A song made by prince moses
A song made by prince moses
Chai... God abeg oh
Wetin I go do now?
Midnight be like dat time wey truth dey show face
I dey hear mama dey cry for inside her room
Papa just dey look ceiling, e no fit talk
Pot for kitchen don dry, nothing dey inside
I be first pikin oh, na me suppose carry load
But my pocket dey empty like promise wey don fade
I dey pray every night, I dey call God tire
But e be like say heaven dey far from dis ground
Na me suppose take care of mama
Na me suppose take care of papa
But I no get money oh, I no get money
My hand dey shake but e no fit hold anything
Na me suppose take care of mama
Na me suppose take care of papa
But wetin I fit do when my pocket don tear?
Love dey for my heart but provision no dey there
Sometimes I dey wonder if God dey hear my voice
Or na only echo dey bounce inside dis room
I get plenty love oh, e full my chest scatter
But love no fit cook soup, love no fit pay rent
Mama dey tell me say make I no worry sef
But I see am for her eye say she dey lie small
Responsibility heavy pass anything I fit carry
But how person go drop wetin God put for im hand?
Na me suppose take care of mama
Na me suppose take care of papa
But I no get money oh, I no get money
My hand dey shake but e no fit hold anything
Na me suppose take care of mama
Na me suppose take care of papa
But wetin I fit do when my pocket don tear?
Love dey for my heart but provision no dey there
Two o'clock for morning, I just dey look ceiling
Dey ask myself why life hard reach like dis
I no dey beg for Benz oh, I no dey ask for mansion
Just make my people chop, make dem sleep with peace
Abeg God, if you dey hear me now
Make you remember say na your pikin I be oh
Mama dey cry for midnight
And I no fit wipe her tears
Chai...