Eish, story of my life.
But we still smile, yebo.
Started from the dusty streets of Jozi,
No penny in my pocket, only dreams we carry,
They said we wouldn't make it, eish, we had to worry,
But the log drum keeps me moving, no need to hurry.
Now we cruising in the G-Wagon, sharp sharp,
From the township to the world, making our mark.
This is the story of my life, asambe!
We dance through the struggle and the strife, aweh!
From the bottom to the top, we never stop,
Yebo, this is the story of my life.
Every night we prayed for a better day,
Grootman told me, "Keep faith, you'll find a way."
Now the champagne is pouring, the tables are turning,
Inside the groove, the fire is burning.
We don't look back, we just keep earning.
This is the story of my life, asambe!
We dance through the struggle and the strife, aweh!
From the bottom to the top, we never stop,
Yebo, this is the story of my life.
Story of my life...
Sharp sharp, we out.