The Fall (Chork Small I) ft. Abena Rockstar & Omosede Lyrics

Wait a minute… wait a minute

Ain't got nothing to do with the money

Money is just a piece of paper

This is about a legacy we talking about…

Kay-Ara & Abena Rockstar:

So, they say, so they say

But they use that shit control us

Use that shit to hold us

Back from making more bucks

I'm back from making no bucks

Got nothing in my stomach

The sad thing is, my babies need these products

I know that I am broke but

I keep on making cold cuts

I keep on playing Cole cuts

So, one day I fit meet Oprah

My baby mama blow up

"Lazy man, get no job

You could sell tangerine, coconut or even doughnuts "

I say woman you know not

Why you always dey blow rot?

You could also sell food what's the use of that coal pot?

I no tell you I no won born? See the way you make Koo hot

You get money p3 you dey carry all go church

"Lazy man shut up, sake of you wey I know God

You come home empty-handed always find food for the stove top

You insensitive, you ever biz me where the chow from?

You sexing things, getting kids, but you don't hold crumbs

Your friends drive Lexuses but you're trekking with

And so, what? If you no shut up

I go slap you Herh! Bro stop

All my effort to carry this load but you don't play fulcrum

They say men are trash but as for you de3 so scum

Walking round the house like your body has no odor

Can't tell that your spouse getting beat, you're so lost

That church service I go to really feeds my soul much

Pastor puts in work for these cheques, yes, I own up

All these birds in your nest of course they are not yours

I'll leave with the kids tonight, good bye, I've made my own choice

Sagaa!

Omosede: I made a choice … I try, you try it's not good enough

We need more than love….

We try… we try …

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