Hustle & Pain

Chai... this life no balance oh

E dey heavy for body

I dey wake every morning, six AM on the dot

But the money I dey chase, e dey run like I hot

My broda dey call, "how far, you don blow?"

But I no fit tell am say I still dey low

I dey smile for the gram but my heart dey cry

Na hustle dey kill me, but I no fit lie

Mama prayers dey hold me, but the stress dey choke

This depression no get name, na silent smoke

Hustle and pain, na the same thing oh

We dey grind, we dey stress, but we no fit show

Smile for the world while your heart dey break

Afrobeat for the club but your soul dey ache

Hustle and pain, e dey heavy gan

But we go survive, we be strong man

Some nights I dey wonder if this life make sense

I give everything, but I no see the dividends

My guy don hammer, me I still dey wait

Compare yourself, that na another weight

But I know say my time dey come, sha

I go celebrate, no go do shakara

For now, I carry this load on my chest

Hustle na marathon, I no dey rest

Hustle and pain, na the same thing oh

We dey grind, we dey stress, but we no fit show

Smile for the world while your heart dey break

Afrobeat for the club but your soul dey ache

Hustle and pain, e dey heavy gan

But we go survive, we be strong man

We go dey alright... omo, we go dey fine

This hustle go pay, just give am time

Mo gbe!