(Guitar melody fades in)
Nna, listen to the story
From the hills of Ekiti to the world
I left the green lands of Ekiti with a bag of dreams
Searching for the silver lining in the Lagos beams
The city was loud, the streets were burning bright
I hustled through the day and I prayed through the night
My pockets were empty but my spirit was tall
I climbed every mountain and I didn't fear the fall
Omo, the struggle is the fuel that makes the engine run
Looking for the shadows just to find the morning sun
Oh, the road is long but the heart is steady
From Ekiti to the bustle, I am always ready
Now I found my peace in a village called Gbegira
Even with the enemies, the vision is clearer
Chai! I keep on moving, keep on rising high
Underneath the vast and the open Nigerian sky
I reached Gbegira with a hope inside my chest
Thought I found a place where a weary soul could rest
But envy is a ghost that follows where you go
People watching closely just to see if I will slow
They plot in the corner, they whisper in the dark
Trying to extinguish the burning of my spark
But nna, the fire is deep inside the bone
I walk this village path and I never walk alone
Oh, the road is long but the heart is steady
From Ekiti to the bustle, I am always ready
Now I found my peace in a village called Gbegira
Even with the enemies, the vision is clearer
Chai! I keep on moving, keep on rising high
Underneath the vast and the open Nigerian sky
Oya, let the guitar speak the truth today
No weapon formed against me is going to stay
I remember where I started, I know where I stand
With the strength of the struggle in the palm of my hand
Chop life, but keep the hustle in your sight
Because the dawn is always coming after the night
So let them talk their talk while I build my home
I’m dancing through the pressure, I am free to roam
From Lagos to Gbegira, the lesson is clear
You keep your head up high and you silence the fear
Life is a balance, a story to be told
Turning all the struggle into stories made of gold
Omalicha life, even with the ones who hate
I am the master of my own beautiful fate
Oh, the road is long but the heart is steady
From Ekiti to the bustle, I am always ready
Now I found my peace in a village called Gbegira
Even with the enemies, the vision is clearer
Chai! I keep on moving, keep on rising high
Underneath the vast and the open Nigerian sky
Yeah, keep on rising
Ekiti boy, making his way
Gbegira living, day by day
No wahala, just grace
Chop life, oya!