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This street is dangerous no love for person way get paid

Clap hand for Jesus my hustle don dey pay

Them go think say na juju but na God they run am I go still chase heavenly race but for now make I chase bag

This hustle is real and life got a lot to teach na steady e Dey give test and some people still dey cheat

Them they use juju dey work day and night I trust on God I put my bombing spirit high spirit God make the money dey come

I dey on my para mood bros abeg no spoil my mood na since last week I dey burn para since then money no show

Na everyday me I dey hear another person don collect God why the delay abi to grind no be my way

Abi na that woman way pay at first I suspect her money she been dey doubt na me convince her take to collect her money

And since then money no show R.F.E forget this thinking even for hustle hard time come you fit still collect this evening

What the hell are you saying R.F.E no reason am things are bad no mean say things no go still rossy well

I will wait for time than to rush before my time it gets hard sometimes but hard time no dey last

Without money you go dey flustered you go just dey reason life Shai na like this e go dey dey

But na steady I dey grind packer go still pack again okay tell me if I no make am watin con be my gain

Half of my problem na money the remaining na money brokenness bring fever and na still money be the cure

Make money no die for aza, when money no dey my aza, if I drop ss you say confirm abeg pay me my rabas

Anything voice note no dey for my agenda if not timberland boys go match you come your arena

They go stand round you put you for middle Shai na you be middle man now you don be the middle man