It’
s
a
struggle
in
the
ends,
but
we
keep
it
moving
still
From
the
office
to
the
street,
tell
me,
is
it
ever
real?
My
country
supposed
to
be
the
home
of
peace
and
multiplication,
yeah
But
the
politicians
move
like
they
just
want
the
aggravation
We
dey
work
so
hard,
sunrise
to
the
sunset,
putting
in
the
strain
But
them
dey
use
task,
them
dey
use
tax,
just
to
bring
the
pain
Wagwan,
it’
s
a
long
ting,
everyday
the
system
want
to
pressure
us
Police
on
the
road
with
the
siren,
man,
they
want
to
measure
us
Task
force
at
the
gate,
every
corner
they
just
want
to
harass
Prince
Vanzy
in
the
building,
man,
we
trying
to
bypass,
yeah.
It’
s
a
struggle
in
the
ends,
but
we
keep
it
moving
still
From
the
office
to
the
street,
tell
me,
is
it
ever
real?
Prince
Vanzy,
Abuja,
yeah,
we
carry
the
load
Everywhere
you
look,
somebody
trying
to
dim
your
mode
Big
man
ting,
we
just
want
to
live
our
lives
Through
the
pressure
and
the
stress,
tell
me
who
survives?
Your
boss
in
the
office,
he’
s
the
first
one
to
start
the
drama
Always
on
your
neck,
heavy
stress,
looking
for
the
karma
Then
you
reach
your
house,
your
wife
or
your
husband
giving
you
the
heat
Everywhere
you
turn,
it’
s
like
you’
re
walking
on
a
broken
street
Even
family
members,
they’
re
the
ones
that
want
to
bring
you
down
Watching
your
every
move,
trying
to
steal
your
golden
crown
It’
s
a
mad
ting,
fam,
sometimes
I
just
want
to
low
it
But
the
hustle
in
my
blood,
yeah,
you
know
I
gotta
show
it.
It’
s
a
struggle
in
the
ends,
but
we
keep
it
moving
still
From
the
office
to
the
street,
tell
me,
is
it
ever
real?
Prince
Vanzy,
Abuja,
yeah,
we
carry
the
load
Everywhere
you
look,
somebody
trying
to
dim
your
mode
Big
man
ting,
we
just
want
to
live
our
lives
Through
the
pressure
and
the
stress,
tell
me
who
survives?
Uncle
hang
your
destiny
high
up
on
the
tree,
wait
Village
people
got
the
mirror,
watching
you
decide
your
fate
Pastor
taking
tithe,
yeah,
he’
s
looking
for
the
heavy
pay
Extorting
all
the
money
while
we’
re
looking
for
a
better
way
But
I
stay
calm,
rrr!,
yeah,
I
keep
my
head
up
high
Prince
Vanzy
never
folding,
watch
the
limit
in
the
sky.
So
when
the
walls
close
in
and
the
pressure
getting
far
too
much
Remember
who
you
are,
keep
your
spirit
in
the
steady
clutch
Abuja
to
London,
the
hustle
is
the
same
old
song
Keep
your
circle
tight,
because
the
road
is
getting
very
long
Big
man
ting,
we
rise
above
the
noise
and
the
lies
Clearer
vision
now,
I
see
the
truth
behind
their
eyes.
It’
s
a
struggle
in
the
ends,
but
we
keep
it
moving
still
From
the
office
to
the
street,
tell
me,
is
it
ever
real?
Prince
Vanzy,
Abuja,
yeah,
we
carry
the
load
Everywhere
you
look,
somebody
trying
to
dim
your
mode
Big
man
ting,
we
just
want
to
live
our
lives
Through
the
pressure
and
the
stress,
tell
me
who
survives?
Yeah,
Prince
Vanzy,
still.
We
don't
stop,
we
don't
fold.
Just
keep
pushing,
fam.
Big
man
ting,
everyday.
It’
s
all
love,
but
stay
sharp,
innit?
Yeah.