A song made by Mercy.J
A song made by Mercy.J
Hmm... e dey pain me oh
Wetin we dey chase sef?
Every morning person wake up
Dey hustle like say dem go live forever
Dey build mansion, dey stack paper
But six feet down na where we go enter
E no matter if you poor or you rich oh
E no matter if na Benz or na keke
When that final day go reach oh
Everybody go answer when dem call your name-o
Tomorrow no dey promise
But we dey live like say we no go die
Chasing vanity, chasing nothing
Tell me why, tell me why
Asha! We go leave am all behind
The gold, the fame, everything wey shine
Tomorrow no dey promise
So wetin we dey find?
Person dey fight for land, dey fight for title
Dey beef their brother for inheritance
But underground, everybody equal
No difference between king and the servant
All the things wey we value pass life sef
Money, power, respect wey we chase
When the curtain close, when we breathe last breath
Na only memories remain for this place
Tomorrow no dey promise
But we dey live like say we no go die
Chasing vanity, chasing nothing
Tell me why, tell me why
Wahala! We go leave am all behind
The gold, the fame, everything wey shine
Tomorrow no dey promise
So wetin we dey find?
Omo... this life na just breeze
E go blow, e go pass
Make we wise oh