Lyrics
[Victony]
This the typa song that I sing
Song that I sing when I do my meditation
Tryna right my wrongs, yeah, you see
Some dark memories, man, I wish I could erase am
Do some damage to my lungs and my kidney
Side effect as I dey do my medication (Medication)
They don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
I was seventeen with a dream
Now I'm feeling a slave to the dream I've been chasing
I put iron for my head, armour for my chest
I be singing, they be thinking na play play something
Them go tell me, "Bon appétit", when they want me on a verse
I go chop am, no remains, ah (Oh)
They don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
[Shorae Moore, Victony]
No
I know that I ain't perfect
Sometimes, when I dey meze
I dey judge myself, no mercy (Mm-mm)
No
They know that I've been workin'
And I dey try to count my blessings
But I dey judge myself, no mercy (No mercy o)
[Victony, Shorae Moore]
Sometimes, I just wanna slow down (Slow down)
But then, it's time to run again, o
(But then, it's time to run again, o)
As you can see
I've been trying to find my way home
But no time for holiday o, mm-hmm
(Holiday, oh)
[Victony]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
(But then, it's time to run again, o)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
[Victony]
Making up excuses, tell you that I'm cooking
Tell you say I no off my apron
My baby see me as a cheat
Tell me how she wan believe?
How many times I go talk say na mistake, huh
If I check my Twitter, them compare me to BNXN
Compare me to Rema, compare to Omah Lay, gan
But they don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
Ok, this one no be gist, I dey hear my name for street
Say I'm leaving all the people that I came up with
Thank God say, God no be man, 'cause if it was up to them
Man I swear, them go hack my elevator
Me self na person pikin, so make una reasoning
No dey be say I no fit to feel the pain gan
I guess they don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
[Shorae Moore, Victony]
No
I know that I ain't perfect
Sometimes, when I dey meze
I dey judge myself, no mercy (Mm-mm)
No
They know that I've been workin'
And I dey try to count my blessings
But I dey judge myself, no mercy (No mercy o)
[Victony]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
(But then, it's time to run again, o)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
This the typa song that I sing
Song that I sing when I do my meditation
Tryna right my wrongs, yeah, you see
Some dark memories, man, I wish I could erase am
Do some damage to my lungs and my kidney
Side effect as I dey do my medication (Medication)
They don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
I was seventeen with a dream
Now I'm feeling a slave to the dream I've been chasing
I put iron for my head, armour for my chest
I be singing, they be thinking na play play something
Them go tell me, "Bon appétit", when they want me on a verse
I go chop am, no remains, ah (Oh)
They don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
[Shorae Moore, Victony]
No
I know that I ain't perfect
Sometimes, when I dey meze
I dey judge myself, no mercy (Mm-mm)
No
They know that I've been workin'
And I dey try to count my blessings
But I dey judge myself, no mercy (No mercy o)
[Victony, Shorae Moore]
Sometimes, I just wanna slow down (Slow down)
But then, it's time to run again, o
(But then, it's time to run again, o)
As you can see
I've been trying to find my way home
But no time for holiday o, mm-hmm
(Holiday, oh)
[Victony]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
(But then, it's time to run again, o)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
[Victony]
Making up excuses, tell you that I'm cooking
Tell you say I no off my apron
My baby see me as a cheat
Tell me how she wan believe?
How many times I go talk say na mistake, huh
If I check my Twitter, them compare me to BNXN
Compare me to Rema, compare to Omah Lay, gan
But they don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
Ok, this one no be gist, I dey hear my name for street
Say I'm leaving all the people that I came up with
Thank God say, God no be man, 'cause if it was up to them
Man I swear, them go hack my elevator
Me self na person pikin, so make una reasoning
No dey be say I no fit to feel the pain gan
I guess they don't know where I come from
They no fit understand what I'm made of
[Shorae Moore, Victony]
No
I know that I ain't perfect
Sometimes, when I dey meze
I dey judge myself, no mercy (Mm-mm)
No
They know that I've been workin'
And I dey try to count my blessings
But I dey judge myself, no mercy (No mercy o)
[Victony]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
(But then, it's time to run again, o)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah