A song made by Senior bros Autos (99%)
A song made by Senior bros Autos (99%)
Hmm... e don do for me
Ah ah
She say I dey love too much, e dey show for face
Say I need to grow up, give her breathing space
Every call I make, na wahala she dey find
Say my heart too open, I need to guard my mind
I fit die for this love, but she no wan see am
She say "broda calm down, you dey do like say na film"
She wan man wey get sense, no be person wey dey beg
But how I go lock my heart when na only her I dey see?
She say "grow up, stop this your love oh"
Say I too mumu, I dey do too much oh
But I no fit change, na so my heart be
If loving you na crime, abeg lock me
Grow up, she say grow up
But wetin I go do when you be my only one?
Maybe I dey trip, maybe she dey right
Maybe I suppose dey move like man wey sabi fight
But this thing wey dey my chest no be small thing
How I go form hard guy when my soul dey sing?
She wan collect my energy, no wan give me back
I dey give her all of me, but she say "e too slack"
Chaii... person pikin go just dey play with man
I wan grow up for you, but you no understand
She say "grow up, stop this your love oh"
Say I too mumu, I dey do too much oh
But I no fit change, na so my heart be
If loving you na crime, abeg lock me
Grow up, she say grow up
But wetin I go do when you be my only one?
Maybe one day I go learn sha
But for now... e choke
Hmm