Quefa a talk
Lee Milla, rough dem up!
Nuff see di glamour and di glitter dem say, all is well
But weh me a go through only di Lord will tell
Whole heap a pain, whole heap a stress deh pon mi head
As me youth born, di next day mi granny dead, but dem say
What nuh kill you make you stronger
Me see some youth a try draw me out, but me a gwan hold di anger
Me hear dem talk but me nuh answer, Jwin and Jdon tell mi fi sing da song ya
Right now a just
The mercy a God, the mercy a God, the mercy a God
Know how man a go through
A just the mercy a God, a just the mercy a God
Lee Milla
Life a bring too much stress enuh man
Me feel it would be better off dead enuh man, cause look
Me spend all mi savings build fi go a Sting
And never get fi perform
Sometimes me say a prayer to the Lord, me wonder if him a hear?
The only thing mi wish a fi sadness disappear
Police lock mi up pon mi birthday fi shooting, like them a try tarnish mi career
People really get funny
Mi sing a one song, dem say me mek a money
Pity dem nuh know say di little haffi send mi brother and mi sister go a school, and di rest fi help mommy
Sometimes I wish I coulda fly away
And all of my pain just die away
Mama tell me life goes on, so if mi try and mi fail just try again
Eh Lee Milla, Lee Milla
Eh Lee Milla, Lee Milla
Right as me about fi let go, mi realize say some bwoy deh up ya a go through worse than me
Haha
Queff dem up, queff dem enuh
A mad ting dawg
Pon di version, oh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh
The mercy a god, the mercy a god
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