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Emmynizz - PTSD Lyrics



Emmynizz - PTSD Lyrics




I put my feelings in a pen
And I be jotting down my pains
Fall too many times
And I be standing up again
See me grinding on my lane
I dey grind make i finesse
And I keep on trying all my best

Everyday me work
Everyday me level up my brother
As the first born
I'm grinding like the only son
Tori ni fila ti akisa ni ti atan
Used to this already
I'm grinding all night long

Them no dey tell person
Street loti ma ko ogbon
If you go dey gbegesi
Men go mount you In a convoy
I want money but make
E no cost my own joy
I get bills
Nah who go sort am
If I no work
It's stack the bag
Or stack the bag no plan B
Since you left blessings over me
We no go fit yarn again òpari
I'm not sentimental
You know wha I mean

Broddie don't give me ah
Don't give me negative attitude
If I don't f*ck with you
I'd never say many things I could do
Kin ma fi owo se alejo
Tori pe eni ba lomo
I've been burning calories
I'm here with substance

When I'm starving sho rimi
Weytin dey sup ogini
Fact you go learn if you no wise
What's the point of living life
To the way you fall
When you no raise
Way too many people
Don dey count on me
That's the fact on it

They go dey call on us
They go dey call on us
Unannounced
Make i no dey worry
When the cashier
Hit the wrong amount
Them dey feel the tension
Tell them who dey gas
We turn am out
Ki omo ope je Rebounce
Oya where the aza dollar mount

Ayyy you've be watching
You don't know what'sup
Where I came from is like a donjon
For the street hustle pelu caution
Making moves like I've got the cursor
Elegant you know I'm a godson
Hustle make you no dey question
Weytin work for you
Fit no work for Desmond
Grinding all night long

Them no dey tell person
Street loti ma ko ogbon
If you go dey gbegesi
Men go mount you In a convoy
I want money but make
E no cost my own joy
I get bills
Nah who go sort am If I no work
It's stack the bag
Or stack the bag no plan B
Since you left blessings over me
We no go fit yarn again òpari
I'm not sentimental
You know wha I mean

Broddie don't give me ah
Don't give me negative attitude
If I don't f*ck with you
I'd never say many things I could do
Kin ma fi owo se alejo
Tori pe eni ba lomo
I've been burning calories
I'm here with substance

When I'm starving sho rimi
Weytin dey sup ogini
Fact you go learn if you no wise
What's the point of living life
To the way you fall
And you no raise
Way too many people
Don dey count on me
That's the fact on it
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English

I put my feelings in a pen
And I be jotting down my pains
Fall too many times
And I be standing up again
See me grinding on my lane
I dey grind make i finesse
And I keep on trying all my best

Everyday me work
Everyday me level up my brother
As the first born
I'm grinding like the only son
Tori ni fila ti akisa ni ti atan
Used to this already
I'm grinding all night long

Them no dey tell person
Street loti ma ko ogbon
If you go dey gbegesi
Men go mount you In a convoy
I want money but make
E no cost my own joy
I get bills
Nah who go sort am
If I no work
It's stack the bag
Or stack the bag no plan B
Since you left blessings over me
We no go fit yarn again òpari
I'm not sentimental
You know wha I mean

Broddie don't give me ah
Don't give me negative attitude
If I don't f*ck with you
I'd never say many things I could do
Kin ma fi owo se alejo
Tori pe eni ba lomo
I've been burning calories
I'm here with substance

When I'm starving sho rimi
Weytin dey sup ogini
Fact you go learn if you no wise
What's the point of living life
To the way you fall
When you no raise
Way too many people
Don dey count on me
That's the fact on it

They go dey call on us
They go dey call on us
Unannounced
Make i no dey worry
When the cashier
Hit the wrong amount
Them dey feel the tension
Tell them who dey gas
We turn am out
Ki omo ope je Rebounce
Oya where the aza dollar mount

Ayyy you've be watching
You don't know what'sup
Where I came from is like a donjon
For the street hustle pelu caution
Making moves like I've got the cursor
Elegant you know I'm a godson
Hustle make you no dey question
Weytin work for you
Fit no work for Desmond
Grinding all night long

Them no dey tell person
Street loti ma ko ogbon
If you go dey gbegesi
Men go mount you In a convoy
I want money but make
E no cost my own joy
I get bills
Nah who go sort am If I no work
It's stack the bag
Or stack the bag no plan B
Since you left blessings over me
We no go fit yarn again òpari
I'm not sentimental
You know wha I mean

Broddie don't give me ah
Don't give me negative attitude
If I don't f*ck with you
I'd never say many things I could do
Kin ma fi owo se alejo
Tori pe eni ba lomo
I've been burning calories
I'm here with substance

When I'm starving sho rimi
Weytin dey sup ogini
Fact you go learn if you no wise
What's the point of living life
To the way you fall
And you no raise
Way too many people
Don dey count on me
That's the fact on it
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Writer: Emmanuel Nwaji
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