King vibe

Yeah, I'm here to tell my story,

Many nights, no food, no glory.

Mama suffer just to raise me,

I pray to God, make Him bless me.

Every day I dey hustle hard,

Looking for a way to go far.

I don tire for this suffering,

I believe say joy go begin.

Chorus

I want make my mama smile,

After she don wait for a while.

I want make my family proud,

One day we go stand above the crowd.

Money come, make blessings come,

Make everybody sing my song.

Money come, make joy come,

Make happiness reach my home. Since my papa die fourteen years ago, My mama stand strong, she never let us go, She train us with love, she wipe away our tears, She dey pray for her children through the years.

🎵 Chorus Mama, na you be my hero, You show me love when the road was low, I go make you proud, I promise you so, One day your blessings go surely show. She always want the best for her children, Even when money hard, she still dey strengthen, Morning and night, she dey pray for our way, Na because of her I dey fight for today.