Tradey - One Day Lyrics

Na na na na na na
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Tradey, ɛnyɛ mrɛ na abɛyɛ bɛtɛɛ)
Uh
Look
Uh

Ain't no fun in how we're living
That's the truth that I be feeling
You can hear that I be stressing through the lines that I be spitting
Chale, twenty eighteen for the boy was a flop
The moves I make all jon
Nothing I do ever drop, DAMN
But on God, twenty nineteen go be peng
Queer dudes with grenades
Coming out with a bang
Fuck the hate talking
I no dey care about your views and your hate blogging
But still I'll end up in the news, damn
Look
Ɛnyɛ mrɛ, life is a viscous meanie
For those who wish me well
I don't wish you a wishing genie
I've had some days and nights I wished that only death could free me
Struggles were all I know and all they ever did was pree me
Word to Weed Teacher, ɔbra no yɛ ɔfrɛ
Get caught up in the wrong field ɔfrɛ becomes ɔshɛ
I've seen so many hopes drown and caught up in a mess
If your people show you love then my nigga you are blessed
I used to be choked and focused on these challenges
But then I'm convinced that ain't nobody challenge us
My nigga Ace told me, Tradey what's an obstacle?
Fuck an obstacle, let us show our people it's possible
So Tradey I am on tryna get it, that's my mission
All I've got on my is my faith and intuition
This is twelve years a slave like nothing you've ever seen
All these dadabees kiddies be talki
Mtch wo wonim ɔbrɛ?
SIA
HERH
You know the struggles we see?
All the times I do like I dey want kill my body?
My mummy sick small wey my shordy lef me
Do you know how long it's been since they told us e go bee?
FUCK YOU
DAMN
All this pain and all this stressing
Chale my life's moved from being sort of lesson to strokes of bad luck
M'anhwɛ meho yie a mɛbrɛ chale
All these bad things asɛ me nkoaa na meebrɛ adɛn?

This life wey we dey e no be joke
One day one day chale we go blow
All this time wey we dey

This life wey we dey e no be joke
One day one day chale we go blow
All this time wey we dey

Mo mu hwan na ahunu kɔm da? Hwan na w'ate brɛ?
We all dey want live but akɔyɛ sikasɛm
Me a, mewɔ girl chale, nanso menni wɛ
Nti mete "Baby ma me sei" pɛ then a nigga start dey stress
Sometimes I lose vim, but I've been up on grind
You see I slit my wrist cuz they said I no go shine
I do this for myself and my people who have been there
Waiting for the day I shout "whoo!" like I'm Rick Flair
Many people thought that Trademark would do bad
Now I'm Trademark, twenty twenty's Tupac
And all your eyes are on me, quit guessing who's back
It's the return of the Mack and I'm cutting nobody slack
So if you make mrɛ, wey you feel you no go wake up
Hands on your chest, tell yourself say you go make am
Stay true to you, make you no forget your story
Yesu di woanim, so enough you go see glory

This life wey we dey e no be joke
One day one day chale we go blow
All this time wey we dey

This life wey we dey e no be joke
One day one day chale we go blow
All this time wey we dey

Oh na na na na
Oh na na na naa
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah