From umunne to the junction

From red sand to the bus stop

From mama pot to the hustle

(Chai) we dey run am nonstop

Slippers dust, leg wey trek from farm

Now I dey drag small box for my arm

Mama tie wrapper, say "nwa, jisie ike"

Papa just nod, him eye dey speak

"Cheta ebe i si bia

No forget us if ego reach"

I just dey form strong, but my chest dey cut

Last look at the compound, then I enter bus

From village boy to city boy, I still be same person

Na only address change, my spirit no dey worsen

Onye Igbo, I carry my lane for my head

From red earth road to this traffic light, I no go forget

From village boy to city boy, I still dey find blessing

If I fall today, tomorrow I rise, no stressing

Onye Igbo, ha kpọ m "local", I smile instead

Cos from umunne to the junction, God still dey ahead

Bus park loud, conductor shout "owerri–lagos!"

My mind dey race pass motor wey dey chase us

First time I see house wey tall reach sky

Ask myself, "nwanne, you sure say you go fly?"

City smoke dey burn my nose like pepper soup

Area boys dey size me, dey read my shoe

But for my ear, I still dey hear village flute

"Na ihe nna gi kụziiri gi, jee mee ya" like truth

N'abalị, when gen don stop

I dey reason life for rooftop (yeah)

Phone light, I dey text my mom

"Soon, I go send that first drop"

From village boy to city boy, I still be same person

Na only address change, my spirit no dey worsen

Onye Igbo, I carry my lane for my head

From red earth road to this traffic light, I no go forget

From village boy to city boy, I still dey find blessing

If I fall today, tomorrow I rise, no stressing

Onye Igbo, ha kpọ m "local", I smile instead

Cos from umunne to the junction, God still dey ahead

Rap:

Anyi si n'ugbo, mana brain dey global

Obi dị egwu, mana steps dey loyal

Landlord dey para, say rent no loyal

I dey plan, dey pray, make my hustle turn royal

"Nkiti nwa" wey dem dey use play for back yard

Now na my surname dem dey write for black card (amen)

But even if I buy house for Lekki one

I go still bow greet elders like I dey for home

From village boy to city boy, I still be same person

Na only address change, my spirit no dey worsen

Onye Igbo, I carry my lane for my head

From red earth road to this traffic light, I no go forget

From village boy to city boy, I still dey find blessing

If I fall today, tomorrow I rise, no stressing

Onye Igbo, ha kpọ m "local", I smile instead

Cos from umunne to the junction, God still dey ahead