Love No Go Die Lyrics

Its Young John, the wicked producer

When my spirit don they low o

And I dont know where to go o

I dey always run to you

Cuz na you wey get the groove

This our love no go die o

I swear to God e no go die o

When my spirit don they low

And I dont know where to go o

I they always run to you

Cuz na you wey get the good

This our love no go die o

I swear to God e no go die

Give me lamba give me ginger

Make a rapper turn to singer

Anytime I they for danger

No dey fear to pull the trigger

People talk say love is blind o

But you always on my mind o

I dey see you every night o

When I they sleep after the grind o

You know it when I had a long day

Your love give me every sunday

Before i go to work on monday

I pray to God I make it one day

I want to take care of my baby

I no go mind to buy you bentley

Water no get enemy to they without you girl is

When my spirit don they low o

And i dont know where to go o

I dey always run to you

Cuz na you wey get the groove

This our love no go die o

I swear to God e no go die o

When my spirit don they low

And i dont know where to go o

I they always run to you

Cuz na you wey get the good

This our love no go die o

I swear to God e no go die

I swear it is hard to find a rider

Baby ayon no be spider

You want the Gucci and the Prada, baby girl i go provide am

I grind because of you my baby

I no they say thhat love is crazy

The car is open kinda wavy

Baby gonna keep the fire blazing

Just pretend like you dont know

People wey they jisoro

Girl, Na you they make me go low

No go ever feel sorrow

People rise and people fall

Some no get no one to call on

Anytime wey me i dey fall na you

They ginger me to start up

When my spirit don they low o

And i dont know where to go o

I dey always run to you

Cuz na you wey get the groove

This our love no go die o

I swear to God e no go die o

When my spirit don they low

And i dont know where to go o

I they always run to you

Cuz na you wey get the good

This our love no go die o

I swear to God e no go die

BBanks on the mix ooo, Young John on the beat ooo

BBanks on the mix ooo, Young John on the beat ooo