Digging Deep

[Verse 1]
Real G, brother, I'm tired of giving too much news
As a good kid, we know the street like a book.
Son, I'm the best, all that's left is for me to be awarded the Ballon D'or
I believe in me, I'm staying focused, baby, I'm sticking together
All my **** balling for all the days we quit
Bad days are gone, and for real, for real, it's over.
Grew up in the back end, where the real deal is seen
You are a cast-iron man, I swear to God, son, we will look for you.
Nwanne, I pray that we all make it out the mud
We also started from zero, with dreams ending at the top.
Do you know what I've been up to lately, and why I'm so scared?
Dude, play safe when you enter the market, and have a good laugh.
Yeah, in the studio with the deceased, brother, look at what we-
DJ, turn the volume down and y'all listen while I speak
Lil ****, get the bag and take your family off the street
Don't be sleeping on your grind, alọba, focus on your biz, real fact

[Chorus]
Grinding till I make it out
Everyday I'm plotting on my bag, I'm not regular
When I'm on the grind, you better not to call my cellular
Cause surely I go busy am, and am not denying that

[Verse 2]
Yeah, digging deep am steady searching for way (Way)
As a real ****, I've been working for my pay
Watch out for fakes in the street, shit is real
Heard he's going crazy cause I'm balling, tell him chill
Digging deep am steady searching for way (Yeah)
As a real ****, I've been working for my pay
Watch out for fakes in the street, shit is real
Heard he's going crazy cause I'm balling, tell him chill

[Verse 3]
Everyday I'm digging deep to fight back
How I switched up the game, they ask me, I'm a drug addict
Them dey look down on the boy, let me be a child
The barber said he was very smart, did he know I was using a razor?
Yo Hugo, Can you do song for me?
Send one ounce to **** wey been look down on me
Shoutout to the brothers wey been dey sub for me
OTB, only the brothers in this shit, for real
No, I'm not regular
O2 told me this shit since the days we use cellular
Focus on your grind, nnwa, deaf ears to haters
You can't know my way, I only talk to my maker
Mind focused on my paper
This is real life trap, brother, this is a TikTok song
Stuck in the grind, I'm steady trapping till I see God
Owu is washing your cartel, you are passing here making big dog
Cut the cap, young hommie, we know you ain't a real one
Anytime I get a bag, I send half to my family
My mum calls me the hero, my bro, this is destiny
Going hard only the swag beef, this is destiny
But I'm still digging deep, I'm tryna find the gold in it (Onye Anwụlụ)
[Other]
Grinding till I make it out
Everyday I'm plotting on my bag, I'm not regular
When I'm on the grind, you better not to call my cellular
Cause surely I go busy am, and am not denying that