Sencillo / Pista

Hustle to Live (Jukebox Champions Remix)

Letras

In the south side of the city

He's on the grind (He's on the grind)

Working from nine till nine

Making prints in the picture shop

He tells me how his father died just a week before

A few miles north of Lagos

How his father was the Oye (Oye)

And he's the eldest son so one day (Oye)

He's got to go back and claim his rightful crown

But in the meantime

We hustle to live

I hustle to live

Hustle to live

This is for the man in the long white robe with the holy Qur'an

All day in his little box between the barber and the chicken shop

He sells watchbands and batteries, phone cards and accessories

I pass and see him praying on his hands and knees

He says all he wants is to make some, not a lot, just enough

So he can go back home and build a big house

Live like a king

We hustle to live

I hustle to live

Hustle to live

This is for my sister working in the nursery

Working her body to the bone

But then she has to suffer the love when she gets home

She's saving her money, she's working on a dream

She has her heart in the islands and she can already feel the breeze

One day, she's gonna go back

She's gonna build a house by the sea

Grow old in the sunshine

(Grow old like a tree)

But in the meantime

We hustle to live

I hustle to live (In the meantime)

Hustle to live