CITY BOYS

City lights, Accra glows, hustle start wit a flare,

Market lanes buzzin', hear the vendors everywhere,

City boys in motion, grind like ain't no snare,

Every corner turn, ambition fills the air.

From Naija to NYC, we chase the same dream,

Different streets, same schemes, though the world seems mean,

Burnin' afrobeats, rhythm thick as cream,

Life hustle universal, like a full house team.

Trumpet blaring, echo carries through the night,

Horn section dancing, make the city feel alright,