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Mama's Prayer

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[male vocals] Nna,

listen

to

the

rhythm

of

the

hustle!

Belly

Black

on

the

mic,

yeah,

we

moving

steady!

Early

morning

sun

is

rising

over

the

street

I

lace

my

shoes,

got

the

pavement

beneath

my

feet

Na

money

dey

my

mind,

no

be

time

for

the

trouble

I

want

to

see

my

future

start

to

bubble

and

double

I

carry

your

words

like

a

shield

in

the

fight

Working

in

the

day

and

I'm

chasing

the

light

Mama,

every

step

I

take

is

for

you

I

want

to

see

the

dreams

that

we

planted

come

true.

Oh,

Mama,

please

pray

for

me

Wherever

I

go,

let

the

blessings

run

free

I

no

need

trouble,

I

just

need

to

grow

To

make

you

proud

is

the

only

life

that

I

know

Chai!

I

want

to

make

you

smile,

not

make

you

cry

With

the

wings

of

your

love,

I

am

learning

to

fly

Oya,

let

the

glory

shine

down

on

me

Mama,

your

boy

is

working

for

the

destiny.

You

tell

me

'son,

you

got

to

be

strong

in

the

race'

I

see

the

wisdom

written

all

over

your

face

Even

when

the

road

is

rough

and

the

mountain

is

tall

I

remember

your

voice

and

I

never

will

fall

No

wahala,

I

keep

the

focus

tight

Turning

the

darkness

into

the

golden

light

Ajaja

on

the

beat,

yeah,

the

sound

is

so

sweet

Success

is

the

melody

we

dance

in

the

street.

Oh,

Mama,

please

pray

for

me

Wherever

I

go,

let

the

blessings

run

free

I

no

need

trouble,

I

just

need

to

grow

To

make

you

proud

is

the

only

life

that

I

know

Chai!

I

want

to

make

you

smile,

not

make

you

cry

With

the

wings

of

your

love,

I

am

learning

to

fly

Oya,

let

the

glory

shine

down

on

me

Mama,

your

boy

is

working

for

the

destiny.

I

see

the

vision,

I

see

the

light

Working

so

hard

through

the

cold

of

the

night

For

the

ones

I

love,

for

the

home

I

know

Watch

how

the

garden

of

the

struggle

will

grow

Omo!

The

hustle

is

real

but

the

reward

is

grand

Carrying

the

future

right

here

in

my

hand.

So

keep

the

prayers

coming,

keep

the

spirit

high

I'm

reaching

for

the

stars

in

the

African

sky

No

more

tears,

only

joy

in

the

room

Driving

away

all

the

shadow

and

gloom

Belly

Black

telling

you,

keep

your

head

up

Life

is

a

drink,

fill

it

up

in

your

cup

We

chop

life

with

grace,

with

the

wisdom

you

gave

To

be

the

best

is

the

mark

that

I

crave.

Oh,

Mama,

please

pray

for

me

Wherever

I

go,

let

the

blessings

run

free

I

no

need

trouble,

I

just

need

to

grow

To

make

you

proud

is

the

only

life

that

I

know

Chai!

I

want

to

make

you

smile,

not

make

you

cry

With

the

wings

of

your

love,

I

am

learning

to

fly

Oya,

let

the

glory

shine

down

on

me

Mama,

your

boy

is

working

for

the

destiny.

Yeah,

Mama,

I

hear

you

Chop

life

with

purpose,

that

is

the

way

Belly

Black,

the

journey

continues

Omalicha,

we

move!

God

bless

the

hustle,

God

bless

the

pray.

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