Hustle & Ambition ft. Efya Lyrics

Hustle & Ambition ft. Efya - Lyrical Joe

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Beast (Y, ooh)

(F-Y) realized that I have a rule (A, eh)

(F-Y, mmm, E-F-Y-A) mmm

Life is like onion

It can make you cry, and it has different layers

But everyday I talk to God

Hoping Heaven will hear us

Strengthen the wings of my angels

So they can fly with my prayers

Hustle and ambition

Came up from a place where betrayal was tradition

I know my heart is pure, oh Lord, I'm just praying

I don't wanna feed my demons, take me out of hell's Kitchen

Over here be cold, but I'm heating up the mission

And they sell we out cheaply, but no one buying

Tell my people yɛbɛyɛ yie o, ansa na yɛakɔ yɛn kra akyi o

If you're ever feeling poor, I just hope I'm reaching your soul

Ghetto youth, we team up and we reach for them goals

Born without a silver spoon, but still we get gold

Never feed on negativity like hungry souls

We iron every issue out, and so we don't fold

Wey I no dey like make nobody come and worry me

I journey as a man, this is he on a story

I switch off all my phones if I see the issues calling

I know trouble looking for me, but I'm looking for the money too

And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go

'Til everybody knows the story, oh, whoa-whoa-whoa

And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go

'Til everybody knows the story, oh

Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry

Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry

'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey grind

How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind

'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey grind

How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind

'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa)

'Cause pikin (whoa) dey grind

How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry)

Make you no dey mind

'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa)

'Cause pikin (whoa) dey grind

How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry)

Make you no dey mind

Can heaven hear us, 'cause I know hell does?

More of us came from a place where life is dirty

And you die in dust

Them people finding loop holes when they try to read my palms

And it says that's where me and Jesus crossed path

But all these rollies I don't trust, I just wait for God's time

My listeners are family, every line is a bloodline

I was underground as gold, and all I wanted was mine

So I had to dig deeper until mine became mine

I come from nothing, but I'll keep coming 'til I'm able to say

Ei B, you see my D? E be E and F, G, H

Rap game up, we just started, but devil wants to wrap us up

Inheriting Heaven, the only way God is giving me out

At a point I was stressing, my throat was going through a lot

Swallowin' my pride while I was choaking on my food for thoughts

Wanted the music to travel so much, it took a toll on us

Offering a lot, they should have made a church bowl for us

RIPs, but this is not what agriculture logic said

Reaper reapin' what he didn't sow until the farm will shred

It happened so much, we got numb 'til we never care

Never got emotional at funerals. feelings are dead

Urgh, but we are bold, we won't fold, we are gold 'til we old

We are everything we're worth (everything we're worth)

No tattoos, but I'm inking this thoughts on my body of work

And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go

'Til everybody knows the story, oh, whoa-whoa-whoa

And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go

'Til everybody knows the story, oh

Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry

Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry

'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey grind

How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind

'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey 'grind'

How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind

'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa)

'Cause pikin (whoa) dey 'grind'

How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry)

Make you no dey mind

'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa)

'Cause pikin (whoa) dey 'grind'

How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry)

Make you no dey mind