Hello World Lyrics

Hello World this is five

Not much to say but plenty is been on my mind

If you relate then prolly you still alive

Or at least the pains making you feel alive

I'm bout to poof and now I'm feeling like dynamite

I pray my brethren and kids they get all I never had

One pair of Nikes in two years nigga I can't go back

First 5k man I cried I was up all night

Hello World this is Five

Live from the slums and backstreet tonight

I'm dodging wars and cult fights tonight

I'm tryna get home lock up the yard before it's dark

But it don't matter

Cah these niggas go still jump fence

It's tiki taka

I think they call it civil unrest

So many mad cah they feel like they just wanted a taste

I'm on a chase for that bag I'm saying it with my chest

Hmm

Yeah

It's AB chin chin on the drums

That I plus I equals to that I transformed

A young king

I want more it ain't just to ball

I'm tryna make sure all my line ain't nobody

gon be poor

A fools gold

I'm tryna avoid at all cost

I'm Tony Stark of endgame giving at all cost

It's all timing

Better late than never

Black star like I'm kwame

I'm gonna be fine it's God and my niggas that's beside me

We left on the same time

But some of us will never arrive

I pour out for the lost ones

I pour out for the one we gonna meet on the rise

And day we all gonna die

But till we get there m ga eburu bata

So hello to the next time

Ka anyị meet ie na top cah we gonna survive

Bloated body side niccus

I'm running from cops

Cah normally I don't like issues

And if you no get money they no see you

Or they go see you finish

But anyways it's still an issue

I wear my heart on my sleeve

It's cold world

Black coat

So nwoke no go freeze

Those big money that's rare like a winter solstice

I came a long way from ulcer and fighting the jaundice

It's like

Picture made perfect in a sense

I can't live in a moment tho I wish that I can

This is my escape

A pen and a paper

Music that feels your head with the same

Emotions I'm feeling when I'm writing this guess we the same

in a way

a manner of speaking

I can never be in your shoes but somehow I think you relate

It's 5am in Nkpor

Bus na ebu mmadu na ebukwa mmadu

It's all job

We left on the same time

But some of us will never arrive

I pour out for the lost ones

I pour out for the one we gonna meet on the rise

And day we all gonna die

But till we get there m ga eburu bata

So hello to the next time

Ka anyị meet ie na top cah we gonna survive