[Lyrics] Davolee – Food For Thought Lyrics

Lyrics
I try to be 101 (ayy), am I suppose to be sorry? (sorry)
Fuckin’ around the same b-
To soh awon brothers mi di ashomu (yeah)
I’ma survival, Ion know ’bout you
Life issa b-, t’ebari k’eso fun
Wahala no-no be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Wahala no-no be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Wahala no-no be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
No be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Wahala no-no be
Krrr
I try to be 101 (ayy), am I suppose to be sorry? (sorry)
Fuckin’ around the same b-
To soh awon brothers mi di ashomu (yeah)
Ion know if I got you
But, you shouldn’t be feelin’ entitled, ahn, nah
These ain’t pains of peers and tattoos
E dey pain me ga-ga oh, ahn
Just tryna survive
You dey gimme bad energy pe “kilosele?”
You no dey pity my mama
Skrr, check
I’m never down, energy high, elo wa wa
K’ewe s’enu, ni k’olo pe odi wa
But, let it be known that I’m here for the kpa
Shey o understand?
Too many pendin’ issues, you don’t know people
Kilopemi? kilopana? kilopa abiku?
K’emi shati ma j’aye mi lowkey
I be changin’ the narratives
Many many dey find me, dey paradin’
Them dey find me like say I be palliatives
Excuse me, mio fi sh’oro soh
Na the lame one’s you dey feed well, of course
‘Cause ona ofunyin okin je j’eba lo
Close window, we dey see your domot
With your tiny balls, we dey feel your brokus
You go see for yourself, man fierce, no regrets
So, do not disturb, ah
‘Cause it all mixed up
What they said dey gave isn’t what we saw
Wassup? this is what is up
Full force with no remorse
We juice up, we don’t chew gum
Less talk, we show results
Eran’ko wo l’oto gba jersey ti ekun wo?
Real life s-
Most of my foes feel intimidated
Well, I started the s- that paved way for most of y’all
(Real life s-)
I don’t fuck around, they call me a rebel
Well, I don’t care
T’oba pe mi pe oya, mo ma ghost won
Real life s- (real life s-)
They don’t understand all I see is greatness
E ti f- gbogbo chances t’eni up
A’le jo roll mo, f- your damn blunt
Isn’t safe to say I don’t know ’cause mio lame, mhen
You’re all fake ass, e go pain make you dey for your lane
O ma pay ke joko or ke gba arodan
So, what you advocatin’ n-?
So, what you sayin’?
You kick me off the rate list n-
You definitely fake
Badderman don’t do drugs
Naturally, badderman just dey sane
E je k’oma mo, emi o foh fun won
Bar on bar, mo ma jo Bill Gate
Or what you know about me?
No bad blood, so, tal’awa hate? tal’awa frame?
Ema wo awon garbage
Y’all diss me while I burn trees
Mhen, I thank God for the air I breathe
Koleyewon b’eshe sh’eda mi
‘Cause emi n lo when they get trafficked
Run my race sugbon, e ma beru bandits
I try to be 101 (ayy), am I suppose to be sorry? (sorry)
Fuckin’ around the same b-
To soh awon brothers mi di ashomu (yeah)
I’ma survival, Ion know ’bout you
Life issa b-, t’ebari k’eso fun
Wahala no-no be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Wahala no-no be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Wahala no-no be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
No be kanaku, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Wahala no-no be