Na You

Na You Yea... Hu uuu, yea, hmmm yeah yeah.. It takes two to tango One to fumble So you must be humble I was born in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto Where do I run to Everywhere I go people dey eye They just wanna diss me, try me Is it my fault that I'm so blessed I'm not even stressed It's by the grace of God Na You, na You Na You do am for me Na You, na You Na You do am for me Baba Ese na You do am for me No be by Power No be by hustle, no, it's by Your favour When there's a casting down for men There's a lifting for me Cos I've learn't to tango You just hold on to God He's not so far away Come rescue me Is it my fault that I'm so blessed I'm not even stressed it's by the grace of God Na You, na You Na You do am for me Na You, na You Na You do am for me Baba Ese na You do am for me No be by Power No be by hustle, no, it's by Your favour Na You, na You Na You do am for me... Lord take me to the mountain High up above Where I can see You clearly And hear Your voice And I'll fall in love with You more and more Cos na You only You dey do am for me Na You, na You Na You do am for me Na You, na You Na You do am for me Baba Ese na You do am for me No be by Power No be by hustle, no, it's by Your favour Na You do am for me... I was in the ghetto have no where to go but You gave me shoulders i was Down on my knees praying to You and heard my Voice Lord take me high up to the mountain where I can hear Your voice Na you hu, Na You hu..yeah... You do am for me You do am for me oo You do am for me For me.... Na You do am for me.. Nobody but you... You alone... Yea yea yea yea.... You do am for me You alone, You alone.. when there's a casting down for men there's a lifting for me I put my trust in you....