**Afrobeat style**
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Title: My Time (My Time Don Come)
(Intro – Soft guitar/piano, spoken word)
Ah... Baba God, see me so?
Many nights, I dey wait for this light.
Now the sun don rise... oh-oh-oh.
(Chorus – Catchy, repetitive, drum-heavy)
My time, my time, my time don come-oh
Make nobody block my sun-oh
I go dance, I go chop, I go love-oh
My time, my time don come-oh
(Eh-eh!) No more looking back-oh
(Eh-eh!) Only front, that’s the fact-oh
My time, my time don come-oh
(Verse 1 – Storytelling vibe)
I remember those days, pocket so hungry
But my spirit e no dey funny
Them say "Boy, you go run go hungry"
I just smile, drink garri and honey
See my head? E no be for pity
I just dey build my own city
Now the watch wey I rock, e be glitty
And my ex-girl dey call me... "Sorry, pretty?"
(Pre-Chorus – Build-up)
Oh way-oh...
The struggle don turn to testimony (way-oh)
My tears don turn to macaroni (ooh-wee!)
Make we raise the cup for the lonely
Because...
(Chorus repeats)
(Verse 2 – More energy)
Work on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday!
Sleep for only one eye like a hyena
Now I wake up, my bank look like Serena
(Wow!) New shoes, new car, new aroma
See my mother, I buy her a sofa
See my haters? I wave say "Aso-!"
(Hahaha!) My time... comma.
(Bridge – Slower tempo, soulful)
Time e dey heal, time e dey show
Who be the fake, who be the real (low-tempo)
But my time, e no be to settle score-oh
My time, e be to love more-oh
(Call & Response)
Say when I dey down, you tell me "No way"?
(No way!)
Now I dey up, wetin you go say?
(Your time!)
Come follow me jolly, no time to dey shame
(Your time!)
Today na my birthday, I change my last name to...
Victory!
(Outro – Improv, fading drums)
My time... my time... (shey you feel it?)
Dancing under the moonlight... (shey you see it?)
Tomorrow might come... but tonight...
Na my time.
(Whispered)
Eh-
