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[Intro] Omo Iya ODEKU… Mr Sunday… Truth be say… I no even know how to explain myself again. Every night I tell myself, "Tomorrow, I go do better." But tomorrow come… and I still dey fight the same battle. (Pause) This one na my confession. [Verse 1] Lately I’ve been doing things I know say you no go understand, I dey smile with people but inside, I no dey stand. I’ve been asking for help, but who really dey hear my cry? Sometimes I dey pray to God, sometimes I just dey sigh. All the pressure for my chest, omo, e heavy like stone, Even when I dey with crowd, I still dey feel alone. I dey post like say I gallant, like say everything dey fine, But if you see my midnight tears, you go know say I dey lie. Omo Iya Odeku, I know say I don fall your hand small, You raise me make I stand tall, I still dey learn not to crawl. But you teach me say even when I stumble for the road, Make I no hide from the truth, make I carry my load. [Chorus] Real bloda, this one na my confession, I dey fight my own reflection, I dey beg for real connection. Real bloda, I no fit pretend again, my bro, If I fall, abeg hold me close, Your time go come, my own go grow. Real bloda, when I dey lost inside my pain, You still dey call my name, You still believe I go rise again. Real bloda, no matter wetin my past don show, If I break, you still dey know, Say my time go come, my light go glow. [Verse 2] Then we reach that stage wey my secrets no fit hide, All the things wey I dey run from just dey meet me for my side. Some nights I dey drink my thoughts, just to quiet all the noise, Other nights I dey blame myself for every wrong choice. Walkout for my mind, I dey walk but I dey tired, I dey sing about my dreams, but my spirit dey feel fired. I know say you dey watch me, dey wonder how I dey cope, But bros, na your kind love still dey give me small hope. Sometimes I fit pick my phone, then I drop am, I no talk, ‘Cause I no wan sound ungrateful when I tell you say I don choke. But deep down I just dey pray make this darkness turn to light, Make my story turn to strength for anybody wey dey fight. Omo Iya Odeku, my mama, you raise me with faith, You say even if I stumble, make I still walk straight. So I go use this my confession like a map for my soul, From all the tears and broken nights, I go still reach my goal. [Chorus] Real bloda, this one na my confession, I dey fight my own reflection, I dey beg for real connection. Real bloda, I no fit pretend again, my bro, If I fall, abeg hold me close, Your time go come, my own go grow. Real bloda, when I dey lost inside my pain, You still dey call my name, You still believe I go rise again. Real bloda, no matter wetin my past don show, If I break, you still dey know, Say my time go come, my light go glow. [Outro] Mr Sunday… Omo Iya Odeku… If I fail today, na from there I go learn road. To every brother wey dey hide tears behind strong pose, One day the door go open, one day the story go close. Real bloda, if you hear this, know say you no dey alone, We go turn all this confession to testimony for home. Real bloda forever. Omo Iya ODEKU. Mr Sunday.