Life At 17 Lyrics

Wicked!

Look If u got me i got u the brodahood solid aswear ago die for u

Cos ibi cold out here and its hard to find a hommie wey go stand by u

In good times and bad ones if u catch case, chale who’s gonna ride with u?

Until I free my bros, my soul no go rest adey preach I’m an activist

We we’re just lil kids all we needed was a case 5

den We do susu buy am

same innocent young boys from the hood now obsessed with a bently ambition

Touch one touch all... lay a finger on MN whole of SOP go show up

So i feel like only way ago fit pay em back is to get em high with my dope tunes

Always wish I had a brother I could relate with cos mine was too young

And the street blessed me with Rapson aswear down my ni**a there real blood

He use dey tell me say he dey fear long life than poverty yeah

So ibi like I’d rather die young than to be broke and live long

And if I ever told you I love, that sh*t was more than a 100%

4L is 4L on this side loyalty we represent

I don’t know who needs to hear this buh when we grow and finally repent

I’d like to confess ....we disobeyed our parents just to please our friends

‘021 brav lost his father dah sh*t was more than a hell

He ain’t just die. Mandem buss am kill am aswear for real

Bro was cool all through buh there was a lil bit of tears

And at that point, I felt it was right if niqqas owned a strap

So when they fight, you fight em back

Real men take shots and take one back

Vengeance is irrelevant nso wan ny3 cautious ah they’ll take your life

The only road to peace is war

We came from the dark to see the light

RIP to our heros that’s gone very soon we go meet on the other side

For now we pray that after life God gives us rest in our after life

And that’s if there’s a really an after we life cos this whole thing could probably be a lie

Too much evil here on earth yet we flip hard just to survive

If u take my bread just leave my joy I’ll need dah sh*t to stay alive

You believe in heaven and hell than you believe in yourselves

And look I’m tired of hearing these boys talk...When they talk I’m like what the f**k!

How many times afor come on Twitter just to tell u to believe in yourselves

I’m tired of explaining sh*t yo! that set of instructions no dey help

Boxed up Christians .. boxed up Muslims... same Africans despising each other

Lame as* leaders...lazy as* followers... instead of planning we fight each other

Motivational speakers ... generational thinkers have no support so they’re like any other

Normal one of us simply cos we no dey believe we go fit do am together

Blood blood blood fraud every where young boy taw) shika

Lighters lighters in the air cops on boys from now till when ever

Lawyers and professors fighting for homosexual rights buh marijuana never

And the preacher man milking his members for a Rolls Royce and a flight to Amsterdam

Wicked!

This is the 17 Tape