Blood no dey fake

Blood no dey fake, e dey show for face

Hustle no be race, but I run my race

Pain no dey lie, e dey teach with grace

Wetin I see, make man no dey craze…

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Dem no dey tell man, streets go teach

No be all smile mean say dem sweet

Plenty dey laugh but their eye dey switch

E get why I dey guard my pitch

Mama dey pray with fasting

Me I dey move with casting

Bible and blade for pocket

Trust no face, make nobody press button

Dem go love you when e pay

But go ghost when e fade

Me I dey loyal to the soil

Even when yawa dey boil

Blood no dey fake (No way!)

Loyalty deep like pain (So real!)

I don bleed for lane (Real talk!)

But I rise again, again!

Blood no dey fake (Gbim!)

Hustle dey blaze like flame (Skrrr!)

We go hard, no shame (Yeh!)

Billboard level, no game!

Na trenches raise this lion

From gutter I dey build Zion

Na real Gs wey I dey rely on

Fake love? I no go try am

Dem try use me count score

But I dey write my own lore

Even when rain pour

Man dey march like Thor

Na grace dey pilot my step

I no dey cap, I no dey beg

I dey talk truth with my chest

And I still get love for the rest

No peace for fake

No sleep for snake

I dey walk with God

But I no dey brake

If you real, then you real – no debate

If you fake, I go cut you like tape

Blood no dey fake (Fact!)

Loyalty deep like pain (Truth!)

I don bleed for lane (Chai!)

But I rise again, again!

Blood no dey fake (Say no more!)

We dey break that chain (Street gospel!)

From gutter to plane (Sky mode!)

Street to the world – no shame!

Blood no dey fake…

Pain no dey waste…

Scars dey tell the tale…

And my own still dey blaze…