Clash of the Titans (Remastered)

Everyday we hustle
Same shit, man tire
Fake it till you make it
Fake shit, not my attire
Hate it or you love it
Your palava, no yawa
The power from above
All we do is aim higher, higher, higher, higher
Everyday, me hustler
And everyday, me fighter
No money for me pocket
And me tummy feel tighter
Ready for the fire
The hunger be my lighter
Facing my Medusa
It's the Clash of the Titans
Everyday, me hustler
And everyday, me fighter
No money for me pocket
And me tummy feel tighter
Facing my Medusa
It's the Clash of the Titans

You ask where the paper, she came she gone
We spend faster than we make her, then chase for more
Got to double up me hustle, she never enough
I got ninety nine problems, she's number one
Don't wanna lose the battle, I give my all
Hands up to the Heavens, come save your son
He running out of armor, to face the storms
And even though I look beat up like a Lagos bus (Yago)
I still drop bodies, I'm a knock out punch
Hakuna matata, never look behind
Going forward, check your time, that's how I'm designed
And everyday I care less how, I'm defined
Only time on my watch, the time of my life
Hustling to the top, we climb and fall
We get a little tougher, to climb some more
Until we fall and we buried, to climb no more
Hustle on

Everyday we hustle
Same shit, man tire
Fake it till you make it
Fake shit, not my attire
Hate it or you love it
Your palava, no yawa
The power from above
All we do is aim higher, higher, higher, higher
Everyday, me hustler
And everyday, me fighter
No money for me pocket
And me tummy feel tighter
Ready for the fire
The hunger be my lighter
Facing my Medusa
It's the Clash of the Titans
Everyday, me hustler
And everyday, me fighter
No money for me pocket
And me tummy feel tighter
Facing my Medusa
It's the Clash of the Titans

I'm a go getter, yeah I'm fly no feathers
Yeah I slow pedal, half the time I know better
Saying do or die, got to pass for better weathers
Even the butterfly, started out a caterpillar
Fighting for something bigger, quietly under radar
Plan like it's illegal, laughters are superficial
Waiting for you to fall, fake happiness when they see you
Well I don't give a
Yup, the finger in the middle
I walk away from anything, that makes me feel little
I do just what I wanna, never tryna please people
In misery need company, want me to be equal
My view's like the cinema, I see the big picture
Losing is forbidden, only loss is when I give up
Only time I'm giving up (Never)
I'll be here forever
Now it's time to pour some liquor
Make a toast to the future
Walahi we go shine, this is where we belong
Hustle on

Everyday we hustle
Same shit, man tire
Fake it till you make it
Fake shit, not my attire
Hate it or you love it
Your palava, no yawa
The power from above
All we do is aim higher, higher, higher, higher
Everyday, me hustler
And everyday, me fighter
No money for me pocket
And me tummy feel tighter
Ready for the fire
The hunger be my lighter
Facing my Medusa
It's the Clash of the Titans
Everyday, me hustler
And everyday, me fighter
No money for me pocket
And me tummy feel tighter
Facing my Medusa
It's the Clash of the Titans