ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴀɴ Lyrics

Oh Lord

Pk Moti dede o

Immaculate wena calculate o

So many things man face

Struggle fit make man doubt olorun

Struggle fit make man doubt olorun

I'm tryna find my place

Orisha bole gbemi Ma ya sonu

Olorun

I been having bad days

I been having bad days

Thinking bout bukata timoti kosorun

Olorun

Wetin fit make man hide face

Hide your face

Na person wey get Fit suppose Dey fonu

Olorun

Pain pain jekoripe pe

Omo toba shisshe loma jere

Everyday chasing payday

Without any promise pama dele

Shama bori dele

And you no fit slow down for this relay

But me I no go seke

Till I'm sitting pretty on the throne

Struggle made man

Running from man made struggle

No like one wahala

Not to talk of double

Struggle made man

Running from man made struggle

No like one wahala

Not to talk of double

Ha!!

Tryna get my head right

Moving forward headlights

In darkness you're lost

Everywhere advisers

Nobody be helper

So I carry my cross

Getting no paper

Na deal breaker

Everything go be like force

Why you go be hater

Brother struggle made man

Nobody gave this to us

So low

The odds are so low

For omo baba nobody

So cold

All we can do is hope

Pain pain jekoripe pe

Omo toba shisshe loma jere

Everyday chasing payday

Without any promise pama dele

Shama bori dele

And you no fit slow down for this relay

But me I no go seke

Till I'm sitting pretty on the throne

Pain pain jekoripe pe

Omo toba shisshe loma jere

Everyday chasing payday

Without any promise

Without any promise

Say Pk moti nlo lo

Wavy

Struggle made man