Songtexte Future Self - Worlasi

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
7 years to 40 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
Waaska