Lyrics
*(Intro)*
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lusaka streets, we grindin' hard
Young hustlers, never fallin' apart
*(Verse 1)*
Wake up at dawn, sun barely risin’
Empty pockets, but my dreams still climbin’
Selling phone cards, dodging the police
Every day’s a battle, searching for some peace
Fighting with the hunger, gotta make a play
Friends turn to foes when the money’s in the way
Got a squad by my side, loyalty’s the code
But life in Lusaka, it’s a heavy load
*(Chorus)*
Lusaka hustler, pushin’ for the bread
Living for the moment, but it’s all in my head
Life on these streets ain't funny, it's real
But we grind for the hustle, it’s the way that we feel
*(Verse 2)*
Night falls, the streets come alive
Crackin’ deals, just to survive
Got dreams of riches, cars, and gold
But every day’s a lesson, got a story untold
Mama's in the kitchen, worry in her eyes
But I’m out here grindin’, reachin’ for the skies
Friends lost to the game, the streets take a toll
But I keep pushin’ hard, it’s a fight for my soul
*(Chorus)*
Lusaka hustler, pushin’ for the bread
Living for the moment, but it’s all in my head
Life on these streets ain't funny, it's real
But we grind for the hustle, it’s the way