A song made by DAGA
A song made by DAGA
Chai... e don reach like this
God dey sha
I dey try my best o, you know say I dey hustle
But the money no dey come like before, e dey pain me
You say you tire, say you wan comot from my life
Because the pocket dry, because things hard for me
I no blame you sha, I understand the wahala
But make you know say, this thing go turn around one day
I dey leave am for God, He go provide, He go make way
No be the breakup I fear, na poverty dey shake me
Wahala no be money o, but money dey cause wahala
You wan go, I no fit hold you, I dey leave am for Baba
Life goes on, e must continue, even when the heart dey bleed
I no fear you leaving me, na hunger be the enemy
Remember the days wey we dey plan for future together
Now na financial stress don scatter everything wey we gather
You say you need security, person wey go provide
My pocket empty but my heart full, e no dey enough for you
I go pick myself, I go rise again, on God
This struggle na temporary, but my faith na permanent
Make you do wetin dey best for you, I understand
Me sef I get my own battle with this poverty for hand
Wahala no be money o, but money dey cause wahala
You wan go, I no fit hold you, I dey leave am for Baba
Life goes on, e must continue, even when the heart dey bleed
I no fear you leaving me, na hunger be the enemy
God go provide
Life continues
No fear