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Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough Destination far, time is flying no be small People worship money but we pray to God, no be so Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow Oh okay, they say life is a game, so man gats play but all the rules I disobeyed Mercedes Benz splash dirty water for my face Inna mi ghetto one day I saw myself speeding and I did the same thing for Lagos island one day Charlie what a wrong day Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough Destination far, time is flying no be small Pеople worship money but we pray to God, no bе so Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough Destination far, time is flying no be small People worship money but we pray to God, no be so Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow Why do we have to go? Why do we have to come? Why do we have to rush? Why do we have to run? But I found myself speeding, doing 120 on Lekki-Epe one day No traffic on a Sunday SongtexteHustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough Destination far, time is flying no be small People worship money but we pray to God, no be so Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow Hustle gat me high steady grinding for the dough Destination far, time is flying no be small People worship money but we pray to God, no be so Tryna chase my dreams, Lagos traffic make it slow Aus Songtexte Mania