Wizkid - Ojuelegba lyrics

rate me

feat. Drake(Verse)

Ni ojuelegba ema

They know my story

From holdup studio

I’ve be hustle to work, ye

Ni ojuelegba oh

Me and my CD

From holdup studio

We been hustle to work eh

(Verse)

Ni ojuelegba oh

My people they there

My people suffer

Them dey pray for blessin’

Ni ojuelegba o

My people dey there, ye

Them dey pray for blessin’

For better livin’ , ye

Kilo dale

Aye o let to yen o

Aye o ni double

Adura lo le se o

Call on daddy

Adura a gba o

Tisu eni ba dele

A fowo bon

(Chrous x 2)

I am feelin’ good tonight

This thing got me thinkin’ of life

I can’t explain

I can’t explain ya, yah

(Verse)

Are you feelin’ good tonight?

This thing got me feelin’ of life

I can’t explain x 2

Yeah,

(Verse)

Ok, look

It’s gonna be a long, long time ‘fore we stop

Boy they better know, they better know

Who make the same pop

All I ever needed was a chance to get the team hot

Only think I fear is a head shot or a screen shop

Prim me boy prim me

You know they only call me when they need me?

I never go anywhere, they never see me

I’m that type who take it easy, take it easy

I took girls in the very first text sizin’

I don’t beg no lovers, I don’t beg no friends

If you wanna land, we can land right now

______(?) was the thing right now

(Chrous x 2)

(Verse)

When I was on scoopy and Africa and this sound

Like you need my help sayin’ my son ain’t miss

Try to communicate but everyday it’s like another episode of everybody hates Christ

Every since mom says: Son you are a king

I fall like Floyd but I’m steppin’ into a ring

Just both of boys said it flyin’ with a thing

We touchin’ the roll to celebrate another win

We goin’ in, why am I rappin’ these ends man I don’t know

The government play and let with my post code

All that I know it’s that all my people are sufferin’

I see nigga fold and write the stories that are unfold

That’s certify and settin’ til my mama knows

My mind full of move bullets and gun wholes

Now I got the pain tine in the front roll

Say you skipy, come home, then you come home

Yea, I love the summer but I respect the rain

We wait for the good time and forget the pain

I was the kid in school with the ten pound shit,

Is why they shot and got up in the pepper grain

Say they gonna respect me for my ambition

Rest in peace man, they are missin’

I had to tell my story cuz they rather show you

Black kids reflect their faces on television

(Verse)

See eh e kira fun mummy mi o

Ojojumo lo n s’adura

Mon jaiye mi won ni won soro ju

Ojojumo owo n wole wa

E kira fun mummy mi o

Ojojumo lo n s’adura

Mon jaiye mi won ni won soro ju

Won ni won ni won soro ju

(Chrous x 2)

& Skepta