My Self Lyrics

I’ma ball like mo sallah I su sa ni

spray my mama Dollar ati pound sterling

I’m meant for big things I can picture it

Emi son of God They Can’t ruin me

My Victor days sai su gani

Abolololo father’s Counseling

been thru many things I got use to it

Emi idan gan gan that can’t ruin me

Many Nights I was crying o

Lock me in my room

I was praying o

Different places I don Hustle o

Lokoja, Abuja I enter EKO

My Papa don tell before

Say nobody go help you carry your load

No let them no wine you’re on your own

Bury your feelings before you enter road

Na all man for himself

cater for your self

If I no love masef

Na who go do am for here X2

I put Hopes on Jehovah

It’s not over until it’s over

For a year treKked with one Sandals

GDM Down to Kwararafa

Those days I was inconspicuous

Nobody noticed me it was serious

Couldn’t find my self I was deeply lost

Cuz Nobody believe say Theophilous

I just pray to Holy Father

In Good And bad weather

I must touch a million dollars

go hot Pass sun for this Lokoja