Extianfano - Hustler's Hymn Lyrics

God of mercy and compassion
Look with pity upon me
Father let me call Thee Father
Tis Thy child returns to Thee
Jesus Lord I ask for mercy
Let me not implore in vain
All my sins I now detest them
Never will I sin again
Baba shey you Dey up
Listening to me
I've got so many stuffs
I will like you to see
I've been on my knee
Swear I can't even breathe
Please come to my rescue oh lord please
Many men dey
All of them ma pray
For a better day
E get some wey been Dey
When no get wetin to say
We keep on grinding
Hustling for this pay day
God I want you to light up
My candles for me
Put all my Niggaz
On so we can be free
Do not underestimate the kind of power
That we breathe
Ah swear you are going to see
It when we started counting millions
Shey na your grace Dey carry me go
When I Dey sober I light my Igbo
You Dey take away the shames
You Dey take away the problems
Could you please do it one more for me
For I consider the sufferings
Of this present time
Are not what comparing to the glory
That is to be revealed to us
Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared
To the glory he will reveal to us later
May the God of hope feel you
With joy and peace as you trust in him
So that you will over flow with hope
By the power of the Holy Spirit
I my self am convinced my brothers and sisters
That you yourselves are full of goodness
Filled with knowledge and competence
To instruct one another
Amen