Letter to Mum (Before the King of the North) ft. AVG Lyrics

Letter to Mum (Before the King of the North) ft. AVG - Parlin G

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INTRO

My name is Parling Oche,am from Benue state an i was brought up at ABJ Abuja and this is letter to my mum,before the KingOfTheNorth Ep

na small challenge(AVG) Blast

HOOK

she cares for me she love me so much she call me son i don't wanna see you down

oh ye she cares for me she loves me so much she call me Parling i don't wanna see you down so you say

CHORUS

Letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother eh ye

letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother e

Letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother eh ye

letter to mum a letter to my sweet e

VERS1

hello mum,this na Abraham through this music you gats know say na Parlin G hope you still remember that year when they send us enter street the matter pain me die but i no get bar

Dad marry three wife u talk they stone eba the worst thing to happen na to send us go bacha hope u still remember dah year weh u waka go match charm stupid family i swear na Parlin G talk am

i been the tell they say later i go become great in life they no believe me they just wan off my light

no soap to wash uniform they don blind my dad na the pain make am when he just die like that

they don stop solo make he no go school again uniform don tear how parlin go cope for here life hard for us we be like bush for there so gimme kush make i smoke an blast it out

day don break omo na to go do day job mama sell her wrapper just to give parling joy the waka from house to house just to give parling chop

no label to sign buh she de love me more

carry my matter the tell her friends say she get artist i swear they no believe her first na why i hit my chest run leave village weh the swell up my chis like who the eat shit every morning

CHORUS

Letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother oh ye

letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother e

Letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother oh ye

letter to mum a letter to my sweet e

VERS2

area see, the story long buh make i cut am short cos if na for music you no go hear all

enter jabi 17 years school i no near am more na street carry me so i come the take tramol

buh u know me na i reason my mum pack my clothe enter buss i come lagos

the first place i work na for restaurant 12 thousand salary i use am record track

hoping say i fit surprise my mom buh my song everybody they useless am

my plan with mom na to hustle write waec buh see music e later turn to blessed life

memories na when i dey forte oil 15k salary bolanle carry am for head

drop my uniform if you don't wanna work again where yu dey hope u fit still shout on meee

CHORUS

Letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother oh ye

letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother e

Letter to mum a letter to my sweet mother oh ye

letter to mum a letter to my sweet e

VERS3

letter to mum am sorry to say this buh no cry for me das just my message no cry for me if i later die on time

no vex for me if they say i carry gun go rob we don too suffer na,you check am too

masturbation all night no girl to choose the tell the whole street say i be upcoming jor one room an parlour he no get am gan

oluwa bless me habeg xmas don the come e no too far again e short like callertune carry mama go out push her enter pool

na just music money no be soap i use my news go around the street buh no be me an you when i been the stroll waka

shi be you been the call me fool the tell mama say i dey lagos the kush

how e be you now habeg enjoy me small(blast)

the end