Hot Boy

Say na only for the top dem go dey see me

Hot boy thing, no dey jealousy me

My blessings no dey get ceasing oh yeah

If no be your grace and your mercy dem no go gree me

Chop my eye, dem for colobi me

My blessings no dey get ceasing forever

Heading to the top there is not a single shake in my step

I said the words, you perceive it on the smell of my breath

Back in the days I was living with a noose on my neck

I swear I've been through the valley of the shadow of death