No More Wahala

Intro

Omo, this life na hustle o! Ah!

Verse 1

Early momo, sun still dey sleep

I don dey street, my struggle too deep

Everyday we dey chase this paper

No time to chill, no time to caper

From Lagos island to the mainland side

We dey grind hard, no where to hide

Sometimes e tire, body dey weak

But my spirit strong, no fit to leak

Chorus

Say no more wahala, no more stress for me

God don butter my bread, now I dey free

From the trenches to the top, na my story

Celebrate success, full of glory

No more wahala, no more tears to cry

Blessings dey flow, reaching for the sky

I just wanna dance, raise my hands up high

My time don come, no more asking "why?"

Verse 2

Dem talk say I no go make am

Dem talk say I go fail, no fit to hammer

But I focus, I dey put in the work

Now money dey speak, no need to lurk

Poverty no be my portion again

See me shining, like sun after rain

My bank account dey smile, my pocket dey sweet

Every step I dey take, na pure street complete

Chorus

Say no more wahala, no more stress for me

God don butter my bread, now I dey free

From the trenches to the top, na my story

Celebrate success, full of glory

No more wahala, no more tears to cry

Blessings dey flow, reaching for the sky

I just wanna dance, raise my hands up high

My time don come, no more asking "why?"

Outro

Omo, e choke! No more wahala! Chai!