[Verse 1: Afrobeats female lead, belted powerful afrobeats vocal] Four o'clock in the mornin', I was standin' in the queue Folder full of papers and my only shinin' shoes Bank statement, letter from my boss, the photo with my smile Officer looked up ten seconds, never opened up my file Said insufficient ties and he slid it back to me Red ink on the paper, then he called the next one, easy Walked outside into the sunshine with a hundred people more Every one of them was hungry, standin' hours by the door [Pre-Chorus: Afrobeats female lead, rising, bright guitar] So I counted every face, a hundred more in line Hungry every mornin', and I said, okay, that's mine [Chorus: Afrobeats female lead, full force] I don't need your stamp on me Got my own name on the sign, you see You said no, so I said watch Now the line is outside my shop [Verse 2: Afrobeats female lead, belted powerful afrobeats vocal] Monday I came back with a cooler and a table Puff-puff and akara fast as I was able Tuesday I was sellin' tea and photocopies, sure Wednesday passport photos, ten a minute out the door By the harmattan I had a canopy and crew Every visa hopeful eat from me before the interview They come out with the red ink and they sit down at my stand And I give them hot akara and I tell them, understand [Pre-Chorus: Afrobeats female lead, rising, bright guitar] So I counted every face, a hundred more in line Hungry every mornin', and I said, okay, that's mine [Chorus: Afrobeats female lead, full force] I don't need your stamp on me Got my own name on the sign, you see You said no, so I said watch Now the line is outside my shop [Bridge: Afrobeats female lead, octave leap on the last line] Two years later, who come walkin' to my stand? Tunde from the office with his papers in his hand Threw a party for his visa, said goodbye to all of we Now he's back from London broke and askin', sister, hire me And I looked at him a long time, and I hired the man [Verse 3: Afrobeats female lead, afrobeats vocal, proud and loud] Now I got four stands on the wall and a kitchen down the road Sixteen people on my payroll and a van to move the load Every mornin' at the embassy I'm open before dawn Feedin' all the ones they turn away and the ones they call upon Tunde runs the photocopies and he's never once been late And he tells the boys in line, that woman built it from a plate [Final Chorus: Afrobeats female lead, full force] I don't need your stamp on me Got my own name on the sign, you see You said no, so I said watch Now the line is outside my shop [End]
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