

Prompt / Lyrics
Intro – half-spoken] Yeah… Osunde type beat Ibadan to the world, we never fold Let’s go… [Verse 1] I’m from where NEPA dey play hide & seek with light Where hustle no get holiday, no weekend, no night Poly skirt & okada dust still live in my sights Dreams too big for the budget, so we learn to fight Mama prayers on repeat like Nokia ringtone “Osunde no go join bad gang, make you no turn stone” I seen boys turn ghost before dem even turn grown So I carry my scars like receipt—proof I was shown Dug holes with my pen when the shovel no reach Planted bars in the dirt, now the whole street preach They said “rap no dey pay” — watch how tables switch Now my voice on their speakers while they stuck in the glitch [Hook] Still outside, still grinding, still alive (uh) Bills tall like cocoa house, still I survive (yeah) From Bodija to the globe, watch the plot twist Osunde on the track — tell ‘em who run this Still outside, still hungry, still real (real) No cap in my raps, every bar stainless steel (brr) They can doubt, they can hate, they can wish me ill But the boy from the West still got mountains to kill [Verse 2] I dey sip garri & code when the data finish Dreams buffering, but my spirit no diminish Every “L” na lesson stitched into my English Now my flow too cold, e dey give person shivers Oyo boys don dey move like army of ants Small circle, big plans, we no dey do transplant If e no concern your pocket, why you dey dance? Save that energy for when dem try to cut our plans I no get rich uncle, no silver spoon starter Just faith, bad mouth & one old Nokia charger Turned pain to a chain, now the chain feel harder Every link tell a story ‘bout a boy wey suffer [Hook] Still outside, still grinding, still alive (uh) Bills tall like cocoa house, still I survive (yeah) From Bodija to the globe, watch the plot twist Osunde on the track — tell ‘em who run this [Bridge – slower, intense] They want the glow but dem no want the dark season Want the fruit but dem no wan do the weeding Want the crown but dem no wan face the beating I earned every scar — that’s why this one different [Last Hook – double time feel] Still outside! Still hungry! Still real! Still Osunde! Still fire! Still steel! Tell the DJ run it back, make the speakers peel Ibadan boy forever — this the victory reel Yeah… We never fold. We never sold. Still outside. Facts.
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amapiano
3:26
No
2/25/2026