[male
vocals] "
STILL
DEY
HUSTLE"
By
HUMBLE
PJ (
Intro)
Eh
eh...
HUMBLE
PJ! 1998...
February 2...
This
no
be
story...
Na
my
real
life... (
Verse 1)
I
born
for
ninety-eight,
February
number
two,
Life
no
easy
but
I
still
dey
push
through.
From
small
pikin,
hustle
na
my
name,
No
rich
papa,
no
shortcut
to
fame.
I
don
enter
river
go
fishing
tire,
Enter
bush
go
hunting
with
burning
fire.
I
dey
find
bush
fruits
make
belle
no
cry,
Every
new
morning,
na
another
try. (
Pre-Chorus)
Nobody
know
wetin
I
don
see,
Nobody
know
wetin
life
do
me.
But
I
no
gree
fall,
I
still
dey
stand,
Na
God
dey
hold
my
two
hands. (
Chorus) 🎶
I
still
dey
hustle,
hustle
every
day,
One
day
my
story
go
blow,
no
delay.
HUMBLE
PJ,
remember
my
face,
Na
by
God's
grace,
I
go
win
this
race.
I
still
dey
hustle,
I
no
fit
tire,
My
dream
dey
burn
like
eternal
fire.
From
the
trenches
to
the
top
one
day,
Nothing
fit
stop
me,
I
go
find
my
way. 🎶 (
Verse 2)
I
don
load
yam
for
big
motor,
Carry
heavy
load
till
body
dey
shiver.
Any
clean
work,
I
go
do
am
well,
Just
to
survive
this
life
wey
hard
like
hell.
Rain
fall,
sun
shine,
I
still
dey
move,
Every
disappointment
give
me
new
groove.
No
be
because
life
easy
I
dey
smile,
Na
because
I
know
say
blessing
dey
come
after
a
while. (
Bridge)
If
you
see
me
laugh,
No
think
say
I
no
cry.
I
just
learn
say
real
soldier
No
dey
give
up,
no
matter
why.
Every
scar
for
my
body,
Na
lesson
wey
life
teach
me.
Every
prayer
wey
mama
pray,
Na
wetin
still
dey
keep
me. (
Final
Chorus) 🎶
I
still
dey
hustle,
hustle
every
day,
One
day
my
story
go
blow,
no
delay.
HUMBLE
PJ,
remember
my
face,
Na
by
God's
grace,
I
go
win
this
race.
I
still
dey
hustle,
I
no
fit
tire,
My
dream
dey
burn
like
eternal
fire.
From
the
trenches
to
the
top
one
day,
Nothing
fit
stop
me,
I
go
find
my
way. 🎶 (
Outro)
From
fishing...
To
hunting...
From
loading
yam...
To
chasing
my
dreams...
Dem
fit
know
my
struggle
today,
But
tomorrow...
Dem
go
know
my
success.
Na
HUMBLE
PJ...
Still
dey
hustle...
Still
dey
believe...
Still
dey
rise...