[Verse 1] If you see my padi for one corner, ejo ma look that side, no dey find gist I no go show my right hand—just sabi say I dey okay, na wetin life don teach Granny no even finish secondary, but she hustle till e click Road wey narrow fit make person lose guard; gangster tears, mama tears, yet I no shift Those same boys wey dey yarn “Where your gang?” if olopa come, dem go ditch your name No papa figure, so na street teach us—pick runs from every lane We don use baseball bats hold rep; you sef na that baddie wey dey bang with clique Area no get pity, so we trade small face for coins just to keep the link [Chorus] Bang your mind, bang the line, make we japa go Me and my slimes cross boundary, no talk of divorce oh If we fly, na bigger levels from porch to the globe Life too short, so we gather that coin for sweet repose [Bridge 1] We dey broke, we dey down, but raw talent full our head We dey chase these numbers, still want more—no time to beg Every morning wake, I feel the wahala, but I get jam wey I must shred Dream no pass me reach, so we move forward—omo, pounds must spread [Verse 2] All eyes on me, my squad too loaded—Principal Brown no send us Street scoreboard for maths test, we break am before dem test us All di moni funnel go random hustle wey we run outside—luck no be small E pay off finally, we dey ball out now, we stand gallant tall [Bridge 2] Principal Smith dey vex under that sun “Ta ni boy yi? Wetin him think say him don become?” That hustle, that hunger, dey my body—omo, no time to dull Underdog cross every boundary—no chance to fall Keep pushing, keep firing Before last year, I don see my kids, e be new dawn shining Finally break that generation curse, everything pure, see who still stand Gbe body, hold faith, chop fear—omo, we must expand [Chorus] Bang your mind, bang the line, make we japa go Me and my slimes cross boundary, no talk of divorce oh If we fly, na bigger levels from porch to the globe Life too short, so we gather that coin for sweet repose