Slave To The Rhythm

For my city I be legend
When I do my thing I dey move jeje
My music make the girls dey sempe
All my guys be sipping on the shekpe

If you test me say na dead end.
Hustle everyday to rest my pepper
Where the money dey I there
And the music give me wings mo da bi eye

I'm a slave to the rhythm and the melody
Everytime I sing a song I create memories
I be killing all these beats It should felonies
Nothing bad belle people can be telling me

I be feeling so free
I Dey feel I can touch the sky
Na baba God wey dey take us high
Cause I be feeling so free
I Dey feel I can touch the sky
Na baba God wey dey cover I

If I tell you all the things wey I don see
When I hustle from the night until the morning
Back then all the teachers calling me a dundee
Now they want to follow me and count my money

Now the ladies steady say they love me
They want to kiss, they want to hug, they want to fuck me
They said that I'm a fluke and I got lucky
But I give the praise to God that is above me

I'm a diamond in the rough, I've been shining
You can never dim my light it's blinding
Heard a lot of things but I stay silent
You don't want to see me get violent
On my darkest days I be smiling
Even when it rains the sun is shining
To the mountain top yeah I stay climbing
Pull up to your hood up in a wagon

I'm a slave to the rhythm and the melody
Every time I sing a song I create memories
I be killing all these beats It should felonies
Nothing bad belle people could be telling me
Na my blood sweat and tears and my energy
So I never let my ego get the best of me
So i try to cool my mind and sip some Hennessy
But the music gives me life and it's my remedy

I be feeling so free
I Dey feel I can touch the sky
Na baba God wey dey take us high
Cause I be feeling so free
I Dey feel I can touch the sky
Na baba God wey dey cover I