Odeshi (feat. Ogranya)

It's alright if the tears come from you

But na fight if I grumble (Nsogbu)

And as you like, you make all these rules

But if I try, am na trouble

Yeah, my mom passed and my dad told me, "My son, see

I need you to chin up, be strong like concrete, eh

If e too choke, close your eyes and count to three

But make water no come out for your eye, na, man you be"

Some nights, I go notice say popsy eye dey red

He'd make up an excuse and send me back to bed

My aunties and my sis, for perform miracle if tears could raise the dead

Popsy voice still dey ring for my head

So I walked around for months buryin' my tears deep

I'd see her face in my dreams, I couldn't dare sleep

Bare feet, walkin' in her room to tell her good morning

Her empty bed was where me and my worst fears meet

We been dey waka come back from church that day

When she slumped, my faith in God is still in bad shape

Fast, pray, nothing, I started to blame myself

Maybe my sins were makin' God inflict this pain I felt

Like play, I carried the guilt in my heart for many years

Be like olopa wey bury evidence

And na fuck up if you see tears for my face, G

I play Bakassi to my pain's Derico, odeshi, odeshi

It's alright if the tears come from you

But na fight if I grumble (Nsogbu)

And as you like, you make all these rules

But if I try, am na trouble

Wetin you want, wetin you want?

Wetin you want make I do?

Wetin you want, wetin you want?

What do you want from me?

Wetin you want, wetin you want?

Wetin you want make I do?

Wetin you want?

What do you want from me?

My dad text me, "How are you copin'?"

Well, that depends, I say I'm good, but I'm runnin' out of lies to tell

I was neck-deep in depression, never asked for help

On some out-of-body shit, I was beside myself

Binge eatin' was my drug, didn't care about my health

Just thinkin' how the best thing about life is it ends

In this country, where you never know how much time is left

And politics is a game of Simon says

In Buhari's Nigeria, you'd better hide your wealth

Hustle, but make sure police doesn't see you drive the Benz

Only thing devil gives for free is a ride to hell

Convos with my bro, only time I came out my shell

'Cause on top all this matter, I still chop breakfast

The breakup or the reason, I know no which one pain pass

But still na fuck up if you see tears for my face, G

Bakassi boy to my pain's Derico, odeshi, odeshi

Wetin you want, wetin you want?

Wetin you want make I do?

Wetin you want, wetin you want?

What do you want from me?

Wetin you want, wetin you want?

Wetin you want make I do?

Wetin you want?

What do you want from me?

Either way I go, still commit