You don forget when I dey carry your loads

Even when I dey choke? nobody go ask how I dey do?

I don give all— my sweat, --My time, -- my soul

Yet they just waka come to me, take, -- and then go

My mind dey heavy like stone?, depression on my head

When I try talk say I dey broken, -- dem go say "You dey alright"

Dem no they believe say I dey cry, ? say I get tears for my eyes "Stop to dey complain, you go dey alright," na so dem go tell me

All the sacrifice wey I dey make, e no dey ever reach them

My heart don tire? them still want more from me

Even when I fall, dem go say I dey strong

But na wear the shoe, know where e dey pain me

inside—nobody see me not being strong

Dem dey exploit me—anybody wey waka come my way

Na wetin I get dem want , no love for their heart for me

"Ọ bụ chi m mere?"

I dey ask, is this my own choice?

Life is full of wahala, I just dey choke for this life

Friends, family, even my girl, dem dey para for me for party!!!

When I get money, dem dey cling too tight; when I dey down, I no go see anybody wey dey for me.

Dem dey ring my phone, dey ask when I go pay them back

But when tears fall from my eyes, dem do eye like say dem no see am

I dey maintain face, dey package, dey chuckle as dem dey gaslight me

But deep inside my obi, I dey struggle through the night, I cant sleep

If I complain, dem go talk say I too dey stress

No matter how I try, dem still no dey take me serious

Life don tire me, but I go still dey try my best

Though my spirit don dey down, my faith no go ever die

When darkness come for night, I go remember Joy comes in the morning and this too shall pass

One day dem go see my sacrifice and know say I be a real one... real gee

All the sacrifice wey I dey make, e no dey ever reach them

My heart don tire? them still want more from me

Even when I fall, dem go say I dey strong

But na wear the shoe, know where e dey pain me

inside—nobody see me not being strong

Dem dey exploit me—anybody wey waka come my way

Na wetin I get dem want , no love for their heart for me

"Ọ bụ chi m mere?"

I dey ask, is this my own choice?

Life is full of wahala, I just dey choke for this life

I still they thank God say I dey breathe today

Even if dem no see my pain, I go still fly

One day dem go realize say I be real gee

Till then, I go dey shine—my heart go still be beat