Rap
Chics sell flesh just to get they "C.R.E.A.M"
not the hustlers with the phone cards in the streets
Pack bags in the heat, when the sun burns
And the cops come then you get stopped in the streets
Verse 1
It's not like I was really born in these streets
But like these fly-overs and bridges I gotta make my ends meet
5 early morning off to pursue my dreams
Weekday up in my crib I never seen no sun beam
I'm a hustlin' man, up in this land, no time to stop, I got big plans
It ain't easy, gotta hit the streets
If I want to feed or chill between the sheets
Refrain
So I, join the millions moving fast forward
Lekki to Ikeja, Oshodi to Ojuelegba
When we, converge in the "go-slow"
'put down your window', so we can relate
Start the business of the day
Credit, gala, cd, buy what you may
And if we play a little game, don't matter if you win or lose
Cos your life or your money you may have to choose (you may have to choose)
I guess you know the rules (guess you know the rules)
Better not be told, the streetz is cold (the streetz is cold,and I'm)
Hook
Surviving the Streetz of Lagos
amidst the hustlers and haters and playas that I see,
Living everyday in the streetz of Lagos
Though I work the valley of shadow of d**h, mercy me,
(Still I work these streetz,)
(I still run these streetz,)
Verse 2
You slap or ride the water you'll have to endure
So watch the flood and watch yours and watch me
Cos this might be my "area" boy
Ain't got no mountain views but these refuse heaps
And these mosquitoes and flies serve for your birds and bees
So why you pull me over Mr. Police
You're right, I'm wrong though my papers are all complete
So come with me and we can make more money
4-1-9 the richest road to your poverty
I'm a hustlin' man, up in this land, no time to front, I got big plans
So so stress everywhere it seems, but I
Reject this defeat and so I,
Refrain
Join the millions moving fast forward
Lekki to Ikeja, Oshodi to Ojuelegba
As we, converge in the "go-slow"
'put down your window'
One day I'm late by Ozumba Mbadiwe
this Lagosian step to me for the business of the day
"Your watch, phone and money let's play this game
If you win or lose, it don't matter
Cos your life you may have to choose" (who wants to choose!)
"Then you know the rules" (Yes I know the rules!)
"Better not be told" (I won't be told, the streetz is cold,)
Repeat Hook
Rap2
The hustle goes on and you don't stop, road blocks
Just to get the fortune stacks, brothers down round
From the mainland down to V.I, just to get the B.I
Walk the streets then sweat on your brow and its like wow
Gotta make a dough, cos we gotta blow, cos its grimy,
(You know now), you find them making moves
Faking grooves if you get broke then that's no go
Streets up and down like ridges, even peeps under bridges
Repeat Hook, Ad lib
© Obiwon