Текст песни Story Story - Erigga

Yo, I rather die than use soda baff
Bros no laff forget say I fly like witch craft
Fly like holy fowl carry your your chick go straff
I got a lot on my mind, my guy feel this track.
Ooouuuu baby
They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to
They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to.
Story story, story story
Would anybody listen,
Story story, story story
I got something to say
Story story, story story
Would anybody listen,
Story story, story story
I got something to say
My mille dey provoke I nor dey gree go church
But I go die when igbo they smell for my shirt
If I dey talk e go be like say I no get respect
Wan try explain but alcohol still dey my breath
All she know be say her pikin na poker lord
She dey preaching I siddon for snoker board,
Dey roll dice, all my guys na local blood
For this part them ready to stab your vocal chord
Them never chop better pin, e don dey go four days
Period like this e dey bloody like always
Zip your back with bottle leave you with big scar.
Na just today, tomorrow we don turn to pals
But the beef still dey, so I dey carry knife stroll
No wan hear say by mistake them carry my life go
No
Daddy they there oyoyo, another story of atutu poyoyo
They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to
They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to.
Story story, story story
Would anybody listen,
Story story, story story
I got something to say
Early morning like I don't open my eyes
Kick my guy, tell am make we dey fly
No food for the house, so na Loki we dey buy
For ending of edjeba, their banga soup dey try
Me and my guy double e, we rush go chew
Because if we buy come house, e no go reach we two
We reach like seven wey dey crash Clifton room
But when you see us we close like fork and spoon
Momsi bunk dey free, but I like dey with my men
Taking or gamble, either way man must earn
I dey hustle for the street no be carry talk
I pour concrete for bush, I even carry block
Bone popsi, na only me dey carry my cross
No sis, no bros just my momsi plus
Baba God, and the spirit to make am inside
No be film na just the story of a ghetto child
They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to
They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to.
Story story, story story
Would anybody listen,
Story story, story story
I got something to say
Yeah
Which day here I siddon for labi store
Dey wonder which day I go blow like army pistol
Get money gather cars like charlisco
Cos five years from now my hair go white like sisco
Truly jah knows, I hook up with neutral man
He give me the beat, I spit to prove I'm the man
The first song I did then was jungle party,
But radios no gree play am so I were badly
But I no stop for there I brought how we do
The street feel am since then no body wan follow me do
We gather song die but no money to promote am
So we enter ole street men go find snow ma
He love all the songs I do
But the problem be say the lyrics too hard
No be say them say
So me and ray x tidy who I be,
Since then men, everybody know who I be.
They don't know where I'm coming from, but I know where I'm going to
They don't know where I'm coming from but I know where I'm going to.
Story story, story story
Would anybody listen,
Story story, story story
I got something to say
Story story, story story
Would anybody listen,
Story story, story story
I got something to say
Story story story yeaaah
I got something to say
I got something to saaaaaaaayyyy
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