My mama raise me All yee niggles helps me Life test me The things you do dey verse me as the matter of facts I can't afford to lose the few moments of happiness I'm the next God bless me Make I rest I want dey fresh And the stress go less I gave it all my best to be among the rest I no want be a guest they says I'm the next x3 on the day of Pentecost Show me way to success I want to learn the curse keep counting your blessings never count your lost don't do things for just do am for God if poverty na curse make e end on my ancestors say u can do all depends on your efforts don't be path of the case all na nonsense baba God guide my way the street na desert don't beat me and ask me why I dey cry if u don't have money she no want relate I smokes my problem away like cigarettes seeing you go high on life is what they hate make u no debate even if u na relate they are happy when you begg for food I call them fools am back on my root hey Don nazy cruz na we be the blues and we no de lose after the reggae play the blues this life dey pain but only few go gain people full everywhere but only few dey lain To forget my sorrows I get to go my way many things you go learn for street they no go teach u for school no money when I dress they say I be old school E be true say I need money I no what I have been through I want chop beleful go club flex in the swimming pool me and my guys we are cool nottin way God no fit do this Time we dey talk and do we standing tall like a bamboo make we Chace the money like fools say u can do all depends on u in all that you do don't try to be rude they get nothing on you the respect you have for others makes you who you are.