A song made by Akpabana1
A song made by Akpabana1
Chai... this kind love go wound person oh
Abi na me mad? (hah!)
You dey tell me say you love me
But your actions dey wound me
Every day na wahala, your people dey torment me
Your mama no like me, your papa dey see enemy
But I hold on tight say make e better oh
Now my heart don tire, e no fit carry load again
Wicked love, wicked love
E don do for me oh (e don do!)
I wan be free from this your kind love
No more pain, no more wahala
Make I comot from this bondage oh
Wicked love, I dey run away
You dey say sweet words for my ear
But your heart cold pass December
Your family dey use me do target practice
I tire to dey defend, I tire to dey manage
Every blessing wey I bring, dem dey see am as ordinary
Mo ti ri aye mi oh (I don see am finish!)
Wicked love, wicked love
E don do for me oh (abeg!)
I wan be free from this your kind love
No more pain, no more wahala
Make I comot from this bondage oh
Wicked love, I dey run away
I deserve better, omo!
My peace of mind pass this thing
Chai... freedom sweet oh