TiiRii - Bad Child

Somebody tell mama i'm sorry
Her son got to keep running
A life of ducking police
Cos it's cold out here
Someone tell mama i'm sorry
I know she sad her son running
Thug life we ducking the police
Cos it's cold out here

Mom i know you want a doctor
Medicines for all the things that you done saw
Years back ago you burn a boy don gorgon
To ma di african giant omo ton so
Raised me up when you even had no kobo
Now it's like i got no direction no cursor
You had no idea what it was like cos i was stubborn
Your prayers got me so failure ain't in the option
I'm threading out with caution but i done gone wrong

Because the street is cold wish i could explain bi dico
You don't wanna loose Figo
Stay roged bi gidigbo
Pretty fucked up like a nigga who's got high libido
And doing fraud is basic
Awon temi kan fe gba kiki though
Unapologetic
I just wanna get it
Won pe wan smelling
Won de fe ka jan kan bury
But we defending bi terry
Aje gbo soon on your telly
Maa mi ekun yin ma to d'erin
E tu ma j'aye henny pelu don peri

Somebody tell mama i'm sorry
Her son got to keep running
A life of ducking police
Cos it's cold out here
Someone tell mama i'm sorry
I know she sad her son running
Thug life we ducking the police
Cos it's cold out here

Maa mi people talk alot
When them wanna see your sorrow
Them no mind to cap a lot
B'eni p'awon de ni polo
Won ma shae zi zi zi
B'eni p'awon de ni zoro
When they talking bad about you
Won ma fi jara mo joro
Ewo kon shae ejo mi naa
I could have done a couple bad things
I'm human not plastic
Mo gba mo ni touch Zaaki
Life is a movie to pele si different part
Ni'mo shae ma n wa pelu pawpaw mi bi aki

Uhn
Did they tell you me and mary we've been kissing kissing
People talk alot
Did they tell you i've been scheming tori mo fe gba kiki
Gotta chase ain't got a choice
Iwofa l'enu oun to ba wun won ni kon so
Wa waa waaa waaa waaaa
Because if i lose it's going to be my own fault
Ain't gonna listen to all what they've been saying
I'll rather put my energy to what i'm doing
Can't afford to lose no i came here to win
Lord knows me i came here to win

Somebody tell mama i'm sorry
Her son got to keep running
A life of ducking police
Cos it's cold out here
Someone tell mama i'm sorry
I know she sad her son running
Thug life we ducking the police
Cos it's cold out here

Lord knows it's cold out here

Written by:
Adebayo Adesugba

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