Economy Lyrics by Tim Lyre

Make I tell you wetin dey for my mind

Make I tell you wetin dey for my mental

For my city na non stop grind

Don’t nobody wanna know bout your mental health

He’s been running round the whole damn time

Trackstar pon dis instrumental

He been thinking bout a life of crime

Omo ro mi must to stack up the cheddah

Aje

Ma lo ma fowo mi sere

Shey na for this bad economy

You wan Dey carry me dey play

So ti gbagbe

Ki lo tun fe kin salaye

Shey na for tpain economy

You wan dey carry me dey play

Oh no no no

Shey you carry money for hand o (Money for house)

Iyogogo (Owo epo) (Money for loud)

Ego Oyibo (Money for chow)

Money for table (Money for ground)

Living in the jungle turn man into Mufasa

Lion wey dey hunt opportunity go catch am

Close mouths don’t get fed inside me casa

Shunning God’s will like Senator Natasha

Sapa fit turn you to poet like Mustafa

My guy passed the bar and he turned into a trapper

Someone said they send me bread and they reverse am

If I catch am

Gbas gbos go be the pattern

Throw stones in a glass house e go scatter

Money’s all that matter

Boys balling out like Saka

Friday night live turn the club to passa passa

And that’s one bottle, two bottles, back to the matter

Omo this the one when you’re getting to the funds

Economics be like magic when you’re living in the slums

Drop a song, watch it blow, then diminishing returns

When pies say you work too hard but sing along like

You carry money for hand o (Money for house)

Iyogogo (Owo epo) (Money for loud)

Ego Oyibo (Money for chow)

Money for table (Money for ground)

You see the city of non-stop grind is forever hot

One golden rule every man na potential ops

My guy wan do JV see as dem set am up

The learner still dey calculate money wey Neva drop

It’s Ironic that Dirty December na betta wash

Marketing for Omo most likely to end abrupt

Cuz you’ve never felt the pain of generator that knocked

Till ya singing up nepa be like praise & worship at church (NAIJAAA)

A soap opera of normalised trauma

Minimum wage at thirty five k stop am

When a crate of egg is six five aye na BODMAS

Brackets Of Destitute Masses All Suffer

So we cut corners ..cuz rent can triple next week

If life is a bitch legit I’m trying to set P

As even sex workers ran from the streets of lekki

Shows you have to leave these ends to make ends meet?

Tpain dey fuck up

Eleda mi, never settle for less

Cause I’m feeling like a hero with a S on my chest,

Alagbara, Sure power

Shower me blessings and give me more power

Fun mi malaika mi

Strike down all my enemies

Ba n S’Amin

I know you’ll never let me down

Make certain when you hear the sound

Ain’t nothing gonna get me down

Oh no

If I tell you Wetin Dey for my ride

Oga Olopa say na straight to Ikeja

I been dey para with all my might

Say na today dem go know say mo mental gan

Shey na money wey You Dey here dey find

Na economy dey make You Dey tension me

Abi ki lo fa twenty one questions

Too much pressure

Shey you carry money for hand o (Money for house)

Iyogogo (Owo epo) (Money for loud)

Ego Oyibo (Money for chow)

Money for table (Money for ground)