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Yeh

yeh

₦Decent

Castor

pon

the

beat

South

South

vibes…

trenches

reality…

For

every

hustling

youth

One

love

to

the

street

soldiers…

Eh ehhh…

(Verse 1)

Morning

sun

never

rise

But

boys

don

wake

dey

chase

money

Some

for

junction,

Some

still

dey

pray

for

open

door

for

street

no

easy

at

all

Sometimes

man

rise,

sometimes

But

every

pain

get

lesson

inside

Na

wetin

make

strong

men

survive

Man

fit

laugh

Smile

for

face

but

tears

for

Different

battles

nobody

sees

Still

we

dey

hustle

Some

dey

puff

just

to

ease

stress

Some

dey

use

vibes

forget

sadness

Kolos

calm

nerves

when

But

too

much

cruise

fit

spoil

I

see

boys

wey

lose

their

way

Because

temptation

lead

them

astray

So

every

youth

make

una

hear

and

use

your

Slowly

slowly

we

go

reach

there

No

let

frustration

bring

Every

dark

night

must

see

Keep

your

hustle

and

hold

on

tight

kolos,

no

rushing

🚬

Cana

dey

open

belle,

man

steady

Kolos

dey

make

me

soft,

loud

dey

But

shun

bad

ways,

make

I

smoke

my

kolos,

no

Street

life

hard

but

the

grind

still

moving

Kolos

calm

mind

when

But

no

lose

yourself,

no

forget

who

you

touch

For

waterfront

boys

dey

calculate

How

to

survive

and

elevate

No

silver

spoon,

no

helper

Still

we

dey

dream

Some

of

my

gee

them

don

travel

out

Some

still

dey

hustle

with

fear

and

doubt

But

every

man

As

long

as

you

dey

alive,

you

fit

climb

I

remember

nights

without

No

helper,

But

now

small

light

don

dey

Na

patience

make

the

blessing

grow

Fake

friends

plenty

for

the

street

Some

go

smile

but

hate

They

no

want

see

you

become

Na

why

man

dey

move

silently

Girls

dey

come

when

money

show

Before

then

nobody

wan

know

teach

man

many

things

Especially

when

hunger

sings

(Bridge)

No

let

pressure

bury

your

No

let

fake

life

drown

your

Every

hustler

get

One

puff,

one

prayer,

one

deep

thought

Thinking

of

the

battles

we

fought

still

Make

he

no

kpai

because

of

Every

mother

want

better

days

See

her

children

living

okay

No

prison

case,

no

early

peace

and

money

we

dey

Some

boys

don

lose

their

destiny

Because

of

pride

and

jealousy

If

your

brother

dey

Support

am

make

blessings

South

South

boys

no

lazy

Na

opportunity

dey

always

small

Give

us

chance

and

watch

We

fit

build

greatness

over

time

Ibom

to

PH

city

hood

get

untold

Uyo

boys

and

Rivers

side

Everybody

just

wan

survive

(Chorus)

I

smoke

my

kolos,

no

rushing

life

hard

but

the

grind

still

moving

Kolos

calm

mind

when

pressure

But

no

lose

yourself,

no

forget

Some

dey

online

dey

find

update

BTC,

gift

cards,

forex

trade

Everybody

get

different

As

long

as

Night

life

sweet

but

risky

too

Many

hidden

things

we

no

dey

So

when

you

flex

make

Not

every

smiling

face

pure

I

done

see

betrayal

before

People

wey

I

help

close

But

I

still

thank

God

for

grace

hatred

never

stop

No

rushing,

man

dey

calculate

One

right

move

fit

change

From

one

room

to

From

broke

life

to

successful

The

street

dey

hard

but

e

dey

teach

Sometimes

suffering

bring

real

When

you

survive

hard

condition

You

go

value

every

blessing

Pressure

fit

choke

One

day

blessings

go

full

your

Keep

your

faith

and

guard

your

Never

let

darkness

take

control

To

every

smoker

for

the

street

No

let

the

vibes

Use

your

head

and

know

No

let

enjoyment

spoil

your

spirit

Because

tomorrow

still

Life

no

end

for

midnight

laughter

Many

legends

Consistency

make

greatness

grow

One

love

to

every

hustling

Every

seller

and

Every

DJ

wey

dey

support

And

every

youth

wey

Shout

out

all

the

real

ones

Still

dey

active

till

kingdom

No

fake

love,

no

dirty

Just

pure

hustle

to

make

a

name

Decent

Castor

say

hold

your

ground

No

matter

the

noise

Life

na

journey,

not

competition

Stay

focused

with

good

intention

I

smoke

my

kolos,

no

rushing

But

I

still

dey

pray

and

dey

pushings

And

everybody

go

finally

glow…

Street

anthem

forever

💨🔥

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