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Wyse Up
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It's your boy Wyse up
You already know watxup
This life, this life e no get manual
As e dey go brother make we link oh
Some days I cry some days I smile oh
Who I wan tell me I dey on my grind oh
On my grind oh, on my, on my grind oh
On my grind oh, I dey on my grind oh
On my grind oh, on my, on my grind oh
On my grind oh, I dey on my grind oh
Many things pon my mind to talk about
If I talk awon Thomas won ma doubt
I go talk you can't shut my basket mouth
Rollercoaster life dey turn like roundabout
Don't look for me
I dey look for my whereabout
I rather chase my dreams
Than chasing clouts
No excuse still on the road
Thurging like pharo
Me coast clear
Me no fear driving in my auto
No remote control
All my opps know I'm in control
Hustle like wacko jacko
Ki ma mi ma gbowo lapo
It feel so good to own your shit
Than to borrow
Money on my mind
Money on my mind I know
Anytime me high
I know for count the tie I blow
Para dey dem know para dey
I pray for better days
Fire dey, Michael faraday
I save for Rainny days
This life, this life e no get manual
As e dey go brother make we link oh
Some days I cry some days I smile oh
Who I wan tell me I dey on my grind oh
On my grind oh, on my, on my grind oh
On my grind oh, I dey on my grind oh
On my grind oh, on my, on my grind oh
On my grind oh, I dey on my grind oh
Stepping ina d place call me Wyse up
Looking up to God I get my eyes up
Up to something, am up to something
Up to something, na we dey run thing
Pull up in a limosine no be small thing
I just want to get the money
The main the main thing
I just wanna be a motivation
To the youngins
Me and my nigga no dey sleep
We be kerosine
You can't judge me for my sin
Osama Bin Ladin
Nah everybody be sinner
Looking like a saint oh
When I go fishing na somebody be bait oh
No be say I'm wicked
I just want to put food on my plate oh
And i still wan feed my family
On table ko circulate, ko circulate
Ko conjugate
Fuck anything mi o le masturbate
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