Yebo... sho.
Amapiano to the world.
Asambe!
I wake up early in the morning, thank the Lord,
Looking at the streets of Jozi, we move on.
Eish, the hustle is real but we standing tall,
Pushing the vibe, we never gonna fall.
I do it for my family, my day ones,
Under the African sun, the journey has begun.
I do it for my life, yebo!
Living this life, sho!
No more struggle, no more strife,
We dancing through the night.
I do it for my life, aweh!
Living this life, asambe!
With the log drum shaking the floor,
We always wanting more.
From Soweto to the world, they feel the bass,
With a smile on my face, I find my place.
Keep the circle small, only real ones here,
With the cold drink and the music near.
We grinding, we shining, we setting the pace.
I do it for my life, yebo!
Living this life, sho!
No more struggle, no more strife,
We dancing through the night.
I do it for my life, aweh!
Living this life, asambe!
With the log drum shaking the floor,
We always wanting more.
For my life.
Sharp sharp.
Sho.