Hustle & Ambition (feat. Efya)

Beast (Y, ooh) (F-Y) realized that I have a rule (A, eh) (F-Y, mmm, E-F-Y-A) mmm Life is like onion It can make you cry, and it has different layers But everyday I talk to God Hoping Heaven will hear us Strengthen the wings of my angels So they can fly with my prayers Hustle and ambition Came up from a place where betrayal was tradition I know my heart is pure, oh Lord, I'm just praying I don't wanna feed my demons, take me out of hell's Kitchen Over here be cold, but I'm heating up the mission And they sell we out cheaply, but no one buying Tell my people yɛbɛyɛ yie o, ansa na yɛakɔ yɛn kra akyi o If you're ever feeling poor, I just hope I'm reaching your soul Ghetto youth, we team up and we reach for them goals Born without a silver spoon, but still we get gold Never feed on negativity like hungry souls We iron every issue out, and so we don't fold Wey I no dey like make nobody come and worry me I journey as a man, this is he on a story I switch off all my phones if I see the issues calling I know trouble looking for me, but I'm looking for the money too And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go 'Til everybody knows the story, oh, whoa-whoa-whoa And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go 'Til everybody knows the story, oh Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry 'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey grind How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind 'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey grind How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind 'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa) 'Cause pikin (whoa) dey grind How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry) Make you no dey mind 'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa) 'Cause pikin (whoa) dey grind How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry) Make you no dey mind Can heaven hear us, 'cause I know hell does? More of us came from a place where life is dirty And you die in dust Them people finding loop holes when they try to read my palms And it says that's where me and Jesus crossed path But all these rollies I don't trust, I just wait for God's time My listeners are family, every line is a bloodline I was underground as gold, and all I wanted was mine So I had to dig deeper until mine became mine I come from nothing, but I'll keep coming 'til I'm able to say Ei B, you see my D? E be E and F, G, H Rap game up, we just started, but devil wants to wrap us up Inheriting Heaven, the only way God is giving me out At a point I was stressing, my throat was going through a lot Swallowin' my pride while I was choaking on my food for thoughts Wanted the music to travel so much, it took a toll on us Offering a lot, they should have made a church bowl for us RIPs, but this is not what agriculture logic said Reaper reapin' what he didn't sow until the farm will shred It happened so much, we got numb 'til we never care Never got emotional at funerals. feelings are dead Urgh, but we are bold, we won't fold, we are gold 'til we old We are everything we're worth (everything we're worth) No tattoos, but I'm inking this thoughts on my body of work And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go 'Til everybody knows the story, oh, whoa-whoa-whoa And so, my guy, we dey keep dey go 'Til everybody knows the story, oh Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, mama, don't cry 'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey grind How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind 'Cause pikin dey hustle, 'cause pikin dey 'grind' How pikin go make am? Make you no dey mind 'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa) 'Cause pikin (whoa) dey 'grind' How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry) Make you no dey mind 'Cause (whoa-whoa) pikin dey hustle (whoa) 'Cause pikin (whoa) dey 'grind' How pikin go make am? (Mama, don't cry) Make you no dey mind