Gulf Boy ft. Ren & Reuben Lyrics

Listen to his battle cry, screaming woah

Make way for the Gulf Boy, we shout woah

Flip the date 83, in a fuel-run country

A boy with a funny name is gonna make his entry 

Essentially he wanted to change his own legacy

So he chose the Gulf City of Dreams you see

Bags packed, hands clamped, he jumped onto a plane with his mind blank

Flew to the middle of east, he was pumped to see money in the bank

Man stands, plans stacked, he worked his way to climb ranks

Grew to the top of seats, never looked past, got his own back

Listen to his battle cry, screaming woah

Make way for the Gulf Boy, we shout woah

At 23, pockets empty and blessed with no godfather

He did anything that got him to sort barter

This was just a starter, he knew it would get harder

He was willing to pay a price just to get him farther

But the road was never simple, he smiled his way with a dimple

Even when he had nothing to pay especially when he felt crippled

He wanted to be a symbol, of hope, spark and twinkle

For those who depended on him, saw him strong not brittle

Listen to his battle cry, screaming woah

Make way for the Gulf Boy, we shout woah

Hands down to the all-time provider

He paved a way for himself, he's a fighter

All he knew was to keep going further

Go further, much further

Hands down to the all-time provider

He paved a way for himself, he's a fighter

All he knew was to keep going further

Go further, much further

Listen to his battle cry, screaming woah

Make way for the Gulf Boy, we shout woah

Listen to his battle cry, screaming woah

Make way for the Gulf Boy, we shout woah