Some journeys look quiet on the outside, but inside they carry fire, pain, sacrifice, and faith. Every victory has a price. Every win has a story people don’t see. The nights you doubted yourself. The people who switched sides. The moments when everyone said you wouldn’t make it. I’ve seen friends turn strangers. I’ve heard truth and lies in the same breath. I’ve been called crazy for believing in something bigger than where I came from. But every time I fell, I dusted myself off and tried again. No excuses. No one to call. Just faith, vision, and the belief that one day things would change. They said I wouldn’t make it out. They said I’d be forgotten. But grace carried me further than their doubts ever could. Today I’m just grateful. Grateful for the journey. Grateful for the growth. Grateful that God kept me moving when the road looked impossible. This song is my story. For anyone still fighting their way out, still believing, still pushing — your time will come. How far now? We still dey go. 🙏🏾🔥