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Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough
Destination far, time is flying no be small
People worship money but we pray to God, no be so
Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow
Oh okay, they say life is a game, so man gats play but all the rules I disobeyed
Mercedes Benz splash dirty water for my face Inna mi ghetto one day
I saw myself speeding and I did the same thing for Lagos island one day
Charlie what a wrong day
Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough
Destination far, time is flying no be small
People worship money but we pray to God, no be so
Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow
Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough
Destination far, time is flying no be small
People worship money but we pray to God, no be so
Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow
Why do we have to go?
Why do we have to come?
Why do we have to rush?
Why do we have to run?
But I found myself speeding, doing 120 on Lekki-Epe one day
No traffic on a Sunday
Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough
Destination far, time is flying no be small
People worship money but we pray to God, no be so
Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow
Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough
Destination far, time is flying no be small
People worship money but we pray to God, no be so
Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow
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