Rap Chics sell flesh just to get they "C.R.E.A.M" not the hustlers with the phone cards in the streets Pack bags in the heat, when the sun burns And the cops come then you get stopped in the streets Verse 1 It's not like I was really born in these streets But like these fly-overs and bridges I gotta make my ends meet 5 early morning off to pursue my dreams Weekday up in my crib I never seen no sun beam I'm a hustlin' man, up in this land, no time to stop, I got big plans It ain't easy, gotta hit the streets If I want to feed or chill between the sheets Refrain So I, join the millions moving fast forward Lekki to Ikeja, Oshodi to Ojuelegba When we, converge in the "go-slow" 'put down your window', so we can relate Start the business of the day Credit, gala, cd, buy what you may And if we play a little game, don't matter if you win or lose Cos your life or your money you may have to choose (you may have to choose) I guess you know the rules (guess you know the rules) Better not be told, the streetz is cold (the streetz is cold,and I'm) Hook Surviving the Streetz of Lagos amidst the hustlers and haters and playas that I see, Living everyday in the streetz of Lagos Though I work the valley of shadow of d**h, mercy me, (Still I work these streetz,) (I still run these streetz,) Verse 2 You slap or ride the water you'll have to endure So watch the flood and watch yours and watch me Cos this might be my "area" boy Ain't got no mountain views but these refuse heaps And these mosquitoes and flies serve for your birds and bees So why you pull me over Mr. Police You're right, I'm wrong though my papers are all complete So come with me and we can make more money 4-1-9 the richest road to your poverty I'm a hustlin' man, up in this land, no time to front, I got big plans So so stress everywhere it seems, but I Reject this defeat and so I, Refrain Join the millions moving fast forward Lekki to Ikeja, Oshodi to Ojuelegba As we, converge in the "go-slow" 'put down your window' One day I'm late by Ozumba Mbadiwe this Lagosian step to me for the business of the day "Your watch, phone and money let's play this game If you win or lose, it don't matter Cos your life you may have to choose" (who wants to choose!) "Then you know the rules" (Yes I know the rules!) "Better not be told" (I won't be told, the streetz is cold,) Repeat Hook Rap2 The hustle goes on and you don't stop, road blocks Just to get the fortune stacks, brothers down round From the mainland down to V.I, just to get the B.I Walk the streets then sweat on your brow and its like wow Gotta make a dough, cos we gotta blow, cos its grimy, (You know now), you find them making moves Faking grooves if you get broke then that's no go Streets up and down like ridges, even peeps under bridges Repeat Hook, Ad lib © Obiwon