[Intro (spoken)] Yeah Another night, another bag Street no dey pity nobody If you slack, dem go pass you [Hook (chanty, catchy)] No dey look face, I dey chase paper From gutter nights to skyscraper Dem been laugh when I no get data Now dem dey DM like “my bro, remember?” No dey look face, mind your lane Pressure turn diamond from pain If money talk, I translate Street certify, I don graduate [Verse 1] I come from where hunger dey humble your pride Mama say “pray”, street say “hustle or die” I no be saint, I no be shy If you cross my line, better read between signs Eyes red but my spirit clean Bad belle full town, I still dey win I dey stack small small, brick by brick Now my name ring bell for VIP Dem dey talk plenty, zero action I dey move weight like gym subscription No co-sign, no validation Just hard work and mad dedication [Pre-Hook] Dem say “bro slow down” — I no fit I don see broke nights, PTSD shit Every move now calculated If e no bring money, e overrated [Hook] No dey look face, I dey chase paper From gutter nights to skyscraper Dem been laugh when I no get data Now dem dey DM like “my bro, remember?” No dey look face, mind your lane Pressure turn diamond from pain If money talk, I translate Street certify, I don graduate [Verse 2 (more aggressive)] I no dey beg, I dey bill If e no add value, I dey chill Fake love smell from afar Same people wan follow when you shine like star I dey run am up, no relay Bad energy, I press mute, no replay My grind loud, I no need PA I don suffer pass what dem dey say Bitch say she love my accent But na the lifestyle dey cause attraction From okada dreams to German engine Now my story dey motivate captions [Bridge (melodic, Afro feel)] If I fall today, I go rise tomorrow Street teach me joy, street teach me sorrow No shortcuts, I pay my dues Now the game dey ask me “who be you?” [Final Hook (bigger, chantable)] No dey look face, I dey chase paper Blood, sweat, tears for the elevator No dey look face, I dey chase paper From nobody to main character No dey look face — mind your lane Pressure turn diamond from pain If money talk, I translate Street certify, I don graduate [Outro] Yeah If you know, you know Street no be classroom But the lesson deep

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