(Intro - Spoken/Chant)
Ayy, from the street to the stage…
Na me be the light, the hope, the flame.
E no easy but we dey…
Sound it!
(Verse 1)
Early momo, I dey waka,
Slippers tear, no wahala.
Mama cry say, “Pikin, go shine,”
So I carry dream like banana.
Left my zone, enter the jungle,
No food, but I still dey humble.
Dem chop me clean like jollof rice,
Millions gone, still I no fumble.
(Drop - Amapiano Beat Enters)
Skrrr! Skrrr!
Log drum dey bounce for my hustle (bounce)
See the pain for my voice, no be puzzle (nah)
Omo street, but I still dey bubble,
I dey sing my way out the struggle.
(Chorus)
Now dem dey dance to my melody,
Mama dey smile, say na God indeed.
Suffer don teach me identity,
From the gutter to the legacy.
I be the hope for home (eh-eh),
I be the hope for home (oh-oh),
Now my people dey proud of me,
This grace turn to prophecy.
(Verse 2)
Dem scam me clean, no pity inside,
But I still rise like Lagos tide.
Start again with my head held high,
With my pen and pain, I testify.
Haters go talk say I too dey loud,
But na only joy fit make me proud.
Studio light replace the dark,
Now my name dey echo like spark.
(Breakdown - Piano Lick + Log Drum)
(Ehh ehhh)
See me now, from street to star (ehh ehhh)
No retreat, I come too far (woah-oh)
Every track na blood and scar
But joy dey my soul like Shayo bar.
(Chorus)
Now dem dey dance to my melody,
Mama dey smile, say na God indeed.
Suffer don teach me identity,
From the gutter to the legacy.
I be the hope for home (eh-eh),
I be the hope for home (oh-oh),
Now my people dey proud of me,
This grace turn to prophecy.
(Outro - Chant + Fade)
Hope for the home, star from the zone,
Carry the weight, now I sit on the throne.
Dem no know the journey, just the song —
But I thank God, I belong!