Hussel
Afrikan Boy Lyrics

We do it cheap, hide our money in a heap
We find ways to save money and keep it hidden away.

Send it home and make 'em study fixing teeth
We send money back home to support our families and help them pursue a career in dental.

I got a family, a friend in need
I have loved ones who depend on me for financial support.

A hand to throw the gasoline
I help spread prosperity in my community, like pouring gasoline on a fire.

A mobile phone hooked up to the scene
I stay connected and informed through my mobile phone.

Hello, my friend, yes it's me
I'm reaching out to a contact.

Don't be scared there's somethin goin on
Don't worry, I have important business to discuss.

I'm getting money since I grown
I've been hustling and making money since I was a child.

Could be dash, go out and hustle 'em
You can't be afraid to take risks and hustle to make money.

But I hate money coz it makes me numb
I don't let money define me, as it can create distance and indifference between people.

You think it's tough now, come to Africa
Life is even harder in Africa where people have to grind and hustle just to get by.

Out there, we are grinding like pepper
In Africa, the hustle is real and people work hard to survive.

You can catch me on the motorway, Selling sugar, water and pepper
You might find me on a busy highway selling basic necessities to make a living.

I rep Africa not Miami, hustle hustle with M.I.A.
I represent Africa and hustle alongside M.I.A.

I'm broke, I've got indefinite stay, You can't touch me like leprosy, I hustle tough from here to Sri Lanka,
I don't have much money, and my immigration status makes me vulnerable, but I still hustle hard and far.

My mum told me to be an accountant, But I wanna work in a corner shop,
My mother wants me to have a stable career, but I aspire to work in a small business where I can have more independence.

Contact Sugu, he?s got the contacts, mayne I?m illegal, I don?t pay tax tax EMA yes I?m claiming that that Police, I try to avoid them They catch me hustling, they say deport them
I rely on a contact for work, and my illegal status and tax evasion make me vulnerable to deportation.

4 by 3, 3 by 3 Buy one song, get one free
You can get a good deal on music.

Maybe me, a bootleg CD, colour TV or DVD We got barrels in the sea It's big enough to take a whole family We drum on it
I might sell bootleg items, and we use barrels in the sea as makeshift instruments.

Jun cha cha gegujun cha Jun cha cha gegujun cha
We make music and dance together.

Come sit by me, let me tell you, we Don't do bling but we do white tee Up some jungle, up some tree One second, my phone's ringing
Join me, and I'll tell you how we don't value flashy things but prefer comfort and simplicity in our white t-shirts while living in the jungle or up a tree. Wait, my phone is ringing.

It's my friend Habibi He then went drop called me Cheap Moroccan got no credit than me Y'all got less credit than me
My friend Habibi is calling me from a public phone, and even though he's from Morocco and low on credit, he has more than others.

I keep that tab at a shop like a G Coz without me there'll be no chocolate hershey
I'm creditworthy at the store and demand respect, but I also play a vital role in the economy.

Hustle hustle hustle Grind grind grind Why has everyone got hustle on their mind?
Why is everyone always focused on working hard and hustling?