Through the storm (feat. Bigga)

My mama said son
Clear those tears from your eyes

I bring you come life
Make you learn to survive

The sky is my limit
But I can't really fly

This life no funny
Na the joke make me cry

Many fall down
But they fall back again

After your rain fall
Sun go still shine again

Keep am lowkey
Success no dey loud

You like give up?
Or you go make mummy proud?

I dey take my steps carefully
If slight errors no dey occur

Cuz if I fall,
My realest nigga no go pick my call

Headache and depression
Still dey battle with the grind

Many things for my head
Where I fit buy space for my mind?

Woman? I no dey carry
I dey lapi dey bomb

U fit keep your ck
Na only loud I dey burn

I no dey cross boundaries
Except na country border

If your conversation no go bring money
I no dey bother

To ball no be problem
Dey pay as you dey order

I get wahala full ground
Na mostly Billings dey cause am

Nobody go support
Until they see you son dey blow

Fake people be like MTN
They everywhere you go

Your cycle acting strange
When you start getting the dough

Niggas acting like bitches
The bitches becoming hoes

Corizo career go die
Na where the burial go hold?

Tomorrow carry belleh
Boy or girl? nobody knows

She said son
Clear those tears from your eyes

I bring you come life
Make you learn to survive

The sky is my limit
But I can't really fly

This life no funny
Na the joke make me cry

Many stand strong
But they still fall again

And if you give up...