Future Self Lyrics

Comparing all that you got me

To all that you owe me

I need more

I still need more

I'll always need more

So don't you lef my side

See edey pain but I put my chest aside

Den I dey pet you waa but rydee Kai

Nushiade yak3 neworna

Nushiade yak3 neworna

One sef nodey B sef Kai

But now you for open

Open up lasi open

Gblenam fia ne ma nya nui ke woworm

Neworvo ko nanya nui ke nyeworm

Den ano get bed or sofa

Can't never loose and so I

Dawg all this curse and chofa

Cos me naa bi the chofa

Seven years to forty and I'm still not backing my future

If you be cute I go chop you den floss

No come here to play I might kill

I still dey gali with my chest full of dust

No be anything they hating on us

Now I'm a boss

The kiddies start dey open my doors

Hoping say ego open some doors

I know say I dey use dem

They too dey know paa say a dey use them

But me too somebody use me trust

My guy enobi force

Me I dey hear sef I get my boss

If I dey with am I feel bossy

But sometimes edey toss

No matter how I'm fucking with the boss

Deep down I know I'm not the boss

Den say who be that where he from

When he start when he come

We've hearing and watching

But still don't get what he's on

I've been driving in my own lane

Minding my business

Never find me in any drama

All I care about is money, happiness, love and my grandma

I'm never fucking with you

It's been a while

But I think it's time to address the issue

You think you took something from me

But I just left it with you

I know you broken I was sent to fix you

I've been playing with witches and demons

Forgetting my riches and freedom

Ditching guys who always bragging

About threesomes and drinking and smoking

Done joking about cloaking

Amount soaking in figures no crossed fingers

I no dey hope cos I figured am out

Pocket is thickening now

Now I'm just thinking about

A Higher self a Higher self a Higher self

See I had so much respect for you

But now there's none left for you

Your drying out and nothing left of you

I beg of you

You for dey lead but I think is time that you leave

Your make believe sef no dey make

We dey believe anymore boys start dey bor

Even kings are passing crowns and still remain proud

And gods are dying out cos the kidies dey gain clout

My guy you too special shun dey chase the clout

You too addicted to the clout, the fucking clout

The clout the clout the clout the clout

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