Street Boy
A song made by Kc Billion Dollar Price
Street Boy
A song made by Kc Billion Dollar Price
E choke! From the street we dey come oh!
I be boy from the street, no silver spoon
Where hunger dey teach you before afternoon
Danfo bus, okada na my ride
No papa car, but I carry my pride
From Mushin to Oshodi, we dey grind
Wahala plenty but we no dey mind
Mama dey sell akara for survive
That na why your boy gotta stay alive
Street boy! No be small thing
We come from the bottom, now we dey ring
Street boy! Hustle dey our blood
From nothing to something, we rise from the mud
Street boy! Omo! We don see am all
But person pikin no fit fall
Street boy! This na our story
From the gutter to glory!
Nepa go off, generator go bad
But we still dey smile when e mad
No connections, no godfather hand
Just hard work and God's plan
They look down on us, say we no go make am
But see us now, we dey shake am
Every scar na medal we wear
Street boy for life, we no dey fear
Street boy! No be small thing
We come from the bottom, now we dey ring
Street boy! Hustle dey our blood
From nothing to something, we rise from the mud
Street boy! Omo! We don see am all
But person pikin no fit fall
Street boy! This na our story
From the gutter to glory!
Mo gbe! Street boy for life!
We rise! On God!
