[Fade In Intro] [Deep atmospheric bassline with soft rain and ocean background] [Spiritual saxophone melody cries out slow] [Ad-lib: Omo Naija! Oloun o! Yéé! Listen closely now...] [Verse 1] I dey run like consumer, dey chase the dollar and dream Dey try buy the ocean, na crazy level e seem Fast lane lifestyle, building big house for inside sand Dey think say peace na palace wey person fit hold for hand Then I read about one old king from two thousand years ago He get the whole world for hand, but he still choose to go low He sit by the river, war dey ground, but he dey design One heavy secret for all of us wey dey baseline [Chorus] He say na very little indeed you need for this ride! The biggest kind of treasure na the one wey dey inside! Make you keep your empires and your gold-plated keys Give me my local veranda swinging slow in the breeze Just adjust your sails when the weather come rough Turns out this simple life, walahi, e pass enough! [Response] Na so e be! Jah! [Verse 2] Now the big men for town say the shine dey comot You buy brand new motor, tomorrow your eye still dey hot They call am adaptation, but na pure trap for the mind Dey chase horizon wey your legs no fit e