A song made by Josy Boy
A song made by Josy Boy
Yebo, yebo
Pockets empty but the fire burning
Asambe, let's go
Wake up every morning, no cash in my pocket
But I got dreams bigger than a rocket
They see me struggling, think I'm gonna fold
But I'm made of fire, I'm made of gold
Eish, the road is long, the grind is real
But I keep pushing, you know the deal
No sponsors, no handouts, just me and my faith
Building my empire at my own pace
No money, no problem, I'm still rising up
Empty pockets but my spirit won't stop
Sharp sharp, I'm grinding every single day
Poverty can't hold me, I'm finding my way
No money, no problem, watch me shine bright
From the bottom to the top, I'm taking my flight
Sho, we gonna make it, just believe and see
Nothing can stop this hungry energy
They laughing now but wait until I blow
Turning nothing into something, watch me grow
No silver spoon, no easy route to take
But every setback just fuels the fire I make
Aweh, my brothers and sisters, we in this together
Storm or sunshine, any kind of weather
The bank account is dry but the vision is clear
Success is coming, I can feel it near
No money, no problem, I'm still rising up
Empty pockets but my spirit won't stop
Sharp sharp, I'm grinding every single day
Poverty can't hold me, I'm finding my way
No money, no problem, watch me shine bright
From the bottom to the top, I'm taking my flight
Sho, we gonna make it, just believe and see
Nothing can stop this hungry energy
Let's go, asambe
No money, no problem
We rise