GOD & BAG (Slowed Edit) Lyrics

Many things I see but mouth no de reason am

Been on low key like a criminal, chasing money every season ahh

And be a long time on the road, keep my head up I can’t fold, e no easy for me o na God hand I hold.

I keep going with no fears, small time I go reach there, when I turn up them go fear fear and my haters body dem go paper

Now I de de my day, roll my weed, no money please don’t call me, cus na money de ginger me, smoke my weed up no you can’t hinder me you can’t hinder me

If not God and the bag

Where I for dey my guy

You for hear say I don die

But oluwa gat me e no let me fall

Carry me stand me tall

Say my son is your turn to shine o

So I go Jaiye tonight o

Now I de denge I de pose

The blessing de come over dose

Tomorrow broda who knows

I de better now, I de on my ten toes

Yh

I thank God for all the things he did for me

If you go broke e no go funny so you have to chase money yh

Yea we winning now, up forever you can't see me down, happy for the win make you no de frown, Oya gbe body make you boogie down

I do my thing my way cus dey say

eni mo wé lo mo wé mr wise lo mowe

Dey want make I die but oloun maje

I no get time for talk make dem sakamaje

If not God and the bag

Where I for dey my guy

You for hear say I don die

But oluwa gat me e no let me fall

Carry me stand me tall

Say my son is your turn to shine o

So I must Jaiye tonight o