Letras
Sunrise to sunset no time to rest
Feet on the pavement dreams in my chest
Okada horns scream the morning song
Power cuts off but life moves along
Sweat on my brow no time to complain
In this Lagos rush we dance in the rain
Hustle hustle that's the game
Everybody chasing name
Naija spirit never tame
We rise we fall we rise again
Mama sells rice at the corner stall
Papa's fixing tires near a crumbling wall
The boys in the hood sell recharge cards
While the girls braid hair under fading stars
Generators hum like a tired choir
Dreams burn bright but the air's on fire
Traffic jams feel like a concrete sea
But hope is a boat that sets us free
Hustle hustle that's the game
Everybody chasing name
Naija spirit never tame
We rise we fall we rise again