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Working Boi Dreams 1 by Icemill

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Working Boi Dreams 1

Afrobeat

0:002:55
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airy b on the track, mind racing like a high tide
oti ye, i do this yahoo, just vibing in my stride
from ojota to bariga, streets whisper stories we ride
uche say, "mo try gon", we hustle till the night hide
itz airy b, we dey on the grind, faith deep in our chest
no fear for jesus, even when the night feels less
carry work, no play, who else gonna pay your rent?
slips waiting last week, dreams bigger than the present
i'm sorry,
i wear these feelings like worn jeans
mummy said, "son, no stress the scenes"
can i taste this money, been chasing since january?
as a working boi, no room for unnecessary
just play my payment, no oldtaker mythology
'ma binu,' i say, 'i hate this pressure on me'
mummy said, 'son, don’t lose your way'
'wi ọmọ, maṣe yọ ara rẹ lẹnu'—hear what she say
fresh pass obama, loaded backpack on my back
nothing comes easy, lagging but never slack
who go big, go big, believe in my own track
no more fumble, chasing hustle, no time to crack
grinding hard, afternoons bleed to dawn
stories of the street, but my spirit stays strong
no time for tory, no room for the fake
promises in pockets, but dreams won't break
i'm sorry,
i wear these feelings like worn jeans
mummy said, "son, no stress the scenes"
can i taste this money, been chasing since january?
as a working boi, no room for unnecessary
just play my payment, no oldtaker mythology
'ma binu,' i say, 'i hate this pressure on me'
mummy said, 'son, don’t lose your way'
'wi ọmọ, maṣe yọ ara rẹ lẹnu'—hear what she say
itz smartboi, family fake smiles hiding pain
blessings from above keep flowing like the rain
i push on, jah no time, i need this gain
favour in my corner, network solid like chain
i'm sorry,
i wear these feelings like worn jeans
mummy said, "son, no stress the scenes"
can i taste this money, been chasing since january?
as a working boi, no room for unnecessary
just play my payment, no oldtaker mythology
'ma binu,' i say, 'i hate this pressure on me'
mummy said, 'son, don’t lose your way'
'wi ọmọ, maṣe yọ ara rẹ lẹnu'—hear what she say
airy b, osheyformula on the rise
smartboi’s story under city skies
not just nazzy, it’s real life tries
cricxill on the mix, no disguise
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