Payday
Tamba Hali Lyrics


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Yeah
that little boy from the ghetto
Them think say I no go make am
Right now
But elevator no dey fake am
Every hustler got they pay day
That little boy from
GBRANGA
Bad belly people wanna run me down
I’m blessed
Me I no dey fake am
Every hustler got they pay day
Woo
Woo
I’m that little boy
Came from gbarnga
If you don’t know
by now my name tamba
Fled the country
refugees in Abidjan
Oh what a feeling
To be African
Papa told mama
He’ll will come again
Had us running in
Immigration
Had us waiting
In the waiting room
Looking at the
Ceiling like
We need more
Information
Do you the feeling
When you getting turn down
When you need some paper
But that can’t even come around
Saw it in my daddy face
When he walked out of that room
Told me we’ll be out of this soon
Son
This is what
I’m on now
Run you down
If you run at all
Kids don’t play
Around on this side
After dark
We ain’t from
The same parts
Bring it back
Yeah that little boy from the ghetto
Them think say I no go make am
Right now
But elevator no dey fake am
Every hustler got they pay day
That little boy from
GBRANGA
Bad belly people wanna run me down
I’m blessed
Me I no dey fake am
Every hustler got they pay day
Woo
Woo
Made man
LIB made me
Eleven three
One nine
EIGHT three
Six three
TWO nine nine
Man the Weight big
How I made it this big?
Pay day
I was eating pay day
Grinding Everyday day
Never taking days off
You know I’m a ghetto boy
Hustle till the sun goes down
I cant get enough
Not sure who can tell me what
Haters I just brush em off
Get a dust pan for em
They got to go plan for em
Got awkward playing form
Can’t get a hand on them
Came from the bottom
Now I jam on them
Paper boy
Turn mailmen on em
Got em saying
This is what
I’m on now
Run you down
If you run at all
Kids don’t play around on this side
After dark
We ain’t from the same parts
Bring it back
Yeah that little boy from the ghetto
Them think say I no go make am
Right now
But elevator no dey fake am
Every hustler got they pay day
That little boy from
GBRANGA
Bad belly people wanna run me down
I’m blessed
Me I no dey fake am
Every hustler got they pay day




Woo
Woo

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tamba Hali's song "Payday" convey a personal story of perseverance and success, highlighting the journey of a young boy from the ghetto who defies the odds and achieves his dreams. The lyrics also touch upon themes of resilience, identity, and the struggles faced by immigrants.


The opening lines "that little boy from the ghetto, them think say I no go make am, right now, but elevator no dey fake am" illustrate the doubts and skepticism that the singer faced as a child. Despite these challenges, the singer asserts that no one can fake their success, implying that hard work and determination will always be rewarded.


The lyrics continue to emphasize the idea that every hustler has their payday, regardless of where they come from. The line "bad belly people wanna run me down, I'm blessed, me I no dey fake am" suggests that jealous or envious individuals may try to bring the singer down, but their blessings and authenticity prevail.


The song then delves into the personal experiences of the singer, highlighting their journey from their hometown of Gbarnga to becoming a refugee in Abidjan. The lyrics express the feeling of both displacement and hope that comes with being an African immigrant. The line "oh what a feeling, to be African" underscores the pride and strength in their identity.


The lyrics also touch upon the difficulties faced by the singer's family in the immigration process, with lines like "had us waiting in the waiting room, looking at the ceiling like we need more information." This echoes the struggles and uncertainties faced by many immigrants as they navigate unfamiliar bureaucratic systems.


Ultimately, the song celebrates the triumph over adversity and the singer's rise to success. The lyrics express gratitude for the opportunities that have come their way and assert that they will continue to hustle and grind. The chorus emphasizes that "every hustler got their payday," reinforcing the idea that hard work and perseverance will always yield rewards.


In summary, "Payday" by Tamba Hali tells the story of a young boy from the ghetto who refuses to let others' doubts define his destiny. The song conveys themes of resilience, identity, and the challenges faced by immigrants. It serves as an anthem of celebration and empowerment for those who have overcome obstacles and achieved their dreams.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Expressing affirmation or agreement


that little boy from the ghetto
Referring to a person who grew up in a disadvantaged neighborhood


Them think say I no go make am
Others believed that the person wouldn't succeed


Right now
Currently


But elevator no dey fake am
Success cannot be faked or fabricated


Every hustler got they pay day
Every hardworking individual will eventually reap the rewards


That little boy from GBRANGA
Referring to the person from the specific location of GBRANGA


Bad belly people wanna run me down
Jealous or envious individuals want to undermine or discredit the person


I’m blessed
Feeling fortunate and grateful


Me I no dey fake am
I don't pretend or deceive


Woo
Expressing excitement or enthusiasm


Made man
A person who has achieved success and respect


LIB made me
LIB (presumably a place) played a significant role in shaping the person's identity and success


Eleven three
Possibly a significant date or milestone


One nine
Another significant date or milestone


EIGHT three
Yet another significant date or milestone


Six three
Yet another significant date or milestone


TWO nine nine
Yet another significant date or milestone


Man the Weight big
The burden or responsibility is significant


How I made it this big?
Reflecting on how the person achieved such success


Pay day
The day of receiving compensation for hard work


I was eating pay day
Enjoying the rewards of hard work


Grinding Everyday day
Working hard consistently


Never taking days off
Continuously putting in effort without breaks


You know I’m a ghetto boy
Identifying with one's upbringing in a disadvantaged neighborhood


Hustle till the sun goes down
Working tirelessly until evening


I cant get enough
Having an insatiable drive for success


Not sure who can tell me what
Being independent and not relying on others for guidance


Haters I just brush em off
Ignoring and disregarding negative individuals


Get a dust pan for em
Metaphorically cleaning up the negativity


They got to go plan for em
Detractors need to devise strategies to undermine the person


Got awkward playing form
Overcoming difficult situations or challenges


Can’t get a hand on them
Finding it difficult to control or influence negative individuals


Came from the bottom
Originating from a disadvantaged position


Now I jam on them
Currently surpassing or outperforming negative individuals


Paper boy
Referring to oneself as someone who works hard for money


Turn mailmen on em
Surpassing or overshadowing others who are also hardworking


Got em saying
Eliciting reactions or responses from others


This is what I’m on now
This is the current path or direction I'm pursuing


Run you down
Overcome or outperform others


If you run at all
If you even attempt to surpass or compete with me


Kids don’t play around on this side
Young individuals should not underestimate or challenge the person


After dark
During nighttime


We ain’t from the same parts
We have different backgrounds or origins


Bring it back
Emphasizing the need to return to one's roots or core values




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: SUNDAY NWEKE, TAMBA HALI

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