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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah-yeah
No be every battle dey make noise
[Verse]
I dey count small notes by the window
Mama call, say the rent don enter limbo
Little bro dey sleep with him school shoe
I tell am, “hold on, tomorrow go come through”
I hide the bruise underneath my long sleeve
Smile for the house so my people fit breathe
When the pressure come, I kneel for the floor
“Oluwa, give me strength,” then I stand once more
[Chorus]
I no fit fall, not today, not now
Even when the tears wan run me down
For my family, I go find my way
Omo, I carry love through another day
[Trap Verse]
Back-to-back calls, everybody need something
Pocket too light but I still keep running
No applause when the sacrifice dey happen
Just quiet pain and the door softly slamming
I remember days wey the pot stay empty
Still crack joke so the room no feel heavy
Abeg, if you see me, no ask if I’m okay
I’m just learning how to live through the weight
[Outro]
Mo n ṣiṣẹ́, mo n gbiyanju
For the ones wey call my name
I may bend, but I no break
Tomorrow, we go rise again
Details
GeneratedSep 9, 2026
Duration1:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Nigerian Afro-trap, melodic Pidgin rap with Yoruba street phrasing, male vocals, tense minor-key guitar plucks, warm sub bass, crisp trap hats, restrained percussion, intimate verses opening into a singable hook, emotional storytelling, polished but raw street mix, brief arrangement
Credits
Prompt by
Laagz
LaagzModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Rap + Nigerian Afro trap melodic Pidgin +Yoruba street vibe, story line- minimized reality of a man’s effort to keep the family together, tears, bruise
title:“untold”
[short verse, Trap verse]
male
