Towi Zaza - LifE (feat. Godor) Lyrics

Its towizaza
In life you gata hold on, ajor egwu
Don't you ever give it up you gata hold firm
Everything not adding up, you gata move on
You know we never giving up
Why you dey conform?
Some be living in this life
Everyday it feels like a mo'f*ckin trap
I couldn't sing about it had to mo'f*ckin rap
Running round in circles like some mo'f*ckin rats
Eh
Living in this life
I hope you roll dice
I pray you get your slice
I hope you make these beaches wet when you rock your ice
Never trust so easily
Nwanne shine your eyes
I question every favor
Especially if there's a price
Deceived with a bowl of rice
So better watch where you eat
Buo onu, nwanne sacrifice
Don't neglect the little shit
They always tend to turn to bigger shit
Learn to run your lane
If not you will go insane
If not you will be like cain
Cuz I'm able
I didn't need a label
I got used to the pain
I think you should do the same
I want the money
Better than the mo'f*ckin fame.
I think you should want the same
But choose wisely
Don't act to win a Grammy
Do it for your family
Ihotago?
In life you gata hold on,
Zazacious
Don't you ever give it up you gata hold firm
Everything not adding up, you gata move on
You know we never giving up
Why you dey conform?
Yea
Money is nothing
You could get a lot today
Tomorrow you have nothing
I'll put these keys in my pocket
If they talk shit then ama lock it
You know how it feels taking the plug from the socket
Heh
Taking off like a rocket
And they don't care, they hope that you kick a bucket
Life is not fair, i know that you wanna duck it
That's why sometimes I say fork it
All the doings we don do, man must pocket
I jes take the shot first, i don't call the pocket
I dey strategize, even thou sometimes hard luck hit.
Towizaza hold on make i preach
Digodi ezigbo ocha kam eteh bleach
Nwoke ada eje na abani abulom winch
Bulu bible ka john the baptist
Real life gangstar abulom artist
Sechelu tiee my wuness na practice
Heavy in the game donye ilu na my lane
Gbado anya ka onye nkuzi mathematics
Those days many men was there for me
Street no pure buh my niggas run am for me
Man like shege, smart na hilltop
Ifeadigo mma all man akpuo tea cup
Who talk say u no go make an pia ya plank
Put am on God, hustle hard ka ibuo rank
Cos the streets no go love you if you go broke
If you go broke nwanne u don choke
Na edo, n'obodo ekpoma
Ma egolo afia na nke solo ngolu na dova
Yea
One tie is better than sober
Mmachite afia lightia nolu together
Nwolu my phone chuwagodi mgbada
Nolu on my own no matter the weather
Trust no soul
Only the paper
Bow tie on my neck a born sinner
Onye njor
Owu kuo gi ihe peter ku pan
Ijiri ukwu si niiru ogui road gbadawa roban
Six kg, mojo on the mix