[Intro]
In the heat of Lagos nights, I’m walkin’ with my dreams still worn
Concrete prayers, busted lights, where the hustle is born
[Verse 1]
No joy for the street, just the sound of grind on repeat
Footsteps tag the dust, hearts drum to the market’s beat
If you rise too fast, the blinds come down and knock you out
So I pedal through the noise, keep my smile in a quiet drought
[Pre-Chorus]
We grind for a slice of hope, even when the nights feel long
Hope ain’t loud, it hums inside, keeps faith in the hustle strong
[Chorus]
No joy for the street, just the grind and the grit we keep
We rise in the dust, we speak truth till we wake the city’s sleep
No joy for the street, but we burn with a stubborn beat
We climb from the ground up, till the skyline forgives our feet
[Verse 2]
Warned by the corners, guarded by the shadows of failure
I hustle with a plan, write my fate on a tattered river
Every small win stacks, a fortress built in midnight’s care
If the world don’t sing, I’ll rap aloud until they hear me there
[Pre-Chorus]
We grind for a slice of hope, even when the nights feel long
Hope ain’t loud, it hums inside, keeps faith in the hustle strong
[Chorus]
No joy for the street, just the grind and the grit we keep
We rise in the dust, we speak truth till we wake the city’s sleep
No joy for the street, but we burn with a stubborn beat
We climb from the ground up, till the skyline forgives our feet
[Bridge]
Eyes on the horizon, feet on the pavement’s edge
If the rain won’t wash us clean, we’ll rinse our names with pledge
[Chorus]
No joy for the street, just the grind and the grit we keep
We rise in the dust, we speak truth till we wake the city’s sleep
No joy for the street, but we burn with a stubborn beat
We climb from the ground up, till the skyline forgives our feet
[Outro]
Street’s not a prison when your heartbeat finds its own streetlight glow
No joy for the street, yet we move, we grow, we know
