Lyrics Frenemies - 2Baba, Waje

Frenemies

Ohh, ooh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Pray for wisdom
Pray for strength
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah
Oh Lord save me from frenemies
Make nothing come dey join our destiny
Make nothing make me deal with their fallacies
For my house oh, or even if na overseas
Oh Lord, gimme bazooka
Make a bomb them scatter them from area
The fire wey go follow them, na Holy Ghost fire
My brother, no be small matter
As I look out through my window, me I no dey see them
Abi — them don enter house already, dey follow me smoke my kpoli
Oh Lord na You go save me
And as I take another step, I hear whatever I hear
I say, «Who dey there?
Who go come dey bite me for here?»
Meanwhile before na mosquito I been dey fear
Now everything suspicious in the air
I start to follow dem slowly
Start to wonder why them want shut themselves off from the glory
I start to wonder how them know me
And if You check am well
Them been dey feature for my story
Oh Lord save me from frenemies
Make nothing come dey join our destiny
Make nothing make me deal with their fallacies
For my house oh, or even if na overseas
Oh Lord, gimme bazooka
Make a bomb them scatter them from area
The fire wey go follow them, na Holy Ghost fire
My brother, no be small matter
And if I do You wrong before
If I table all the matter on the floor
Would You believe me?
Yeah
Would You forgive me?
Because I don’t want to be living with no bad blood
And to be friends with the person is not by force
I want to live my life I beg make You live Yours
So make You carry You wahala, make I carry my cross
Because, I no fi start to explain Your problem
Me I dey my corner just dey maintain my problems
Negative energy no go ever help me solve them
Chaiii
See me, see problem
Oh Lord save me from frenemies
Make nothing come dey join our destiny
Make nothing make me deal with their fallacies
For my house oh, or even if na overseas
Oh Lord, gimme bazooka
Make a bomb them scatter them from area
The fire wey go follow them, na Holy Ghost fire
My brother, no be small matter
Wetin You dey think before
Wetin make You feel say them love You for sure
Wetin been dey make You dey believe them before
Ohh
Because their way no pure
Naso them go knock on your door
They shine their teeth as dem they suck on Your blood
I say this now as I been talk am before
I say their way no pure
Oh Lord save me from frenemies
Make nothing come dey join our destiny
Make nothing make me deal with their fallacies
For my house oh, or even if na overseas
Oh Lord, gimme bazooka
Make a bomb them scatter them from area
The fire wey go follow them, na Holy Ghost fire
My brother, no be small matter, ehh
Yo, it’s Richy on Da Beat
Ooh, yeah
Ohh, ohh, woah
Save me from dem bad mind
One time