Tranche Hustle Anthem

I still remember that zinc house wey rain dey leak

Mama sell akara 4AM,

her hands full of bleak

Papa hustle for motor park,

carry load till him back break Me and my siblings,

one cup garri, we dey share and we dey take Empty pocket

but big dreams for my eye I promise God,

one day my family go fly No be say I wan flex,

I just want them proud

Make dem say "na my pikin,

he make us lift our head cloud" I

met Stella fine, she shine brighter than diamond line

Her smile hit my heart,

make my hustle design decline

I dey miss my meetings,

chase her vibe every time

Career start to wobble,

but love dey feel like wine

I buy her red roses,

Gucci bag, and the chain

I drop my own paper,

just to see her smile again

But love no get conscience when the pockets start to drain She

ghost me overnight, left my heart with chronic pain

She said "I need more life",

but I was giving my best She took my peace and joy,

left a wound deep in my chest

Now I write this pain,

turn the sorrow to finesse

Stella break me down,

but God dey lift me to success

From zero to light,

na my story I dey write

Poor pikin yesterday, today I dey fight for bright

Make my mama smile,

make my papa proud tonight

Bigchizzy no go fall,

I go shine, I go shine,

I go shine! I

dream to be player,

dribble past defenders like chess

But my boots get no luck,

coach bench me - na my test

I miss every shot,

crowd dey shout "no stress"

So I drop the ball dream,

chase another success

Now I dey code late night,

Python on my laptop screen

Bug to bug I dey fight,

till my apps begin to gleam

By day I dey debug,

by night I crack jokes for the scene

Turn pain to laughter,

make the ghetto hearts stay clean Comedian,

tech guy, hustler with triple threat

If one door lock me out,

I go break another set

God of my papa,

see my sweat, don’t let me fret Make my family rise high,

wipe the tears wey dem get

I no get silver spoon,

but

I get golden mind

Them laugh me yesterday,

today dem go come behind

Bigchizzy dey pray hard,

with faith and with grind

Make my effort blossom,

make my destiny align

From zero to light,

na my story I dey write

Poor pikin yesterday, today I dey fight for bright

Make my mama smile,

make my papa proud tonight

Bigchizzy no go fall,

I go shine, I go shine,

I go shine!

Mama, Papa... I go

make una proud, that’s a vow

Stella, thanks for the pain...

e show me how

Tech or comedy, player or crown Bigchizzy go rise up...

and the whole world go know now