Ngeke Ngiyeke (I Won’t Give Up) - YASKME

Ngeke Ngiyeke (I Won't Give Up) – YASKME Some of us were seeds blown off a young tree before the branch learned to hold. We grew under borrowed roofs, in dusty furrows, beside rivers that taught us patience. We kept our books like candles in our chests and built houses out of nothing but hope. This song is my story. It's about a boy who walked long roads, a man who never stopped climbing, and a father who will never be a closing door to his children. It is also a quiet knock on the gate of the home I came from. To everyone still planting under empty skies: ngeke siyeke. We won't give up. Ilanga lizophuma. The sun will rise. 🎧 Stream / Download 📲 Follow: [https://www.instagram.com/morgs.morga...] | [tiktok.com/@mrmorgs] | [  / 1kdplqkddg  ] ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ LYRICS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [Intro] Thirty-eight winters on these shoulders Still I'm standing in the rain Ngeke ngiyeke [Verse 1] I was a seed blown off a young tree Before the branch had learned to hold Carried by the wind from roof to roof A borrowed blanket, a borrowed home The sun would find me in the furrows My hands were rivers, my feet were roads I traded sweat for bread and paraffin And sold the sweetness of the cane I couldn't hold [Pre-Chorus] Gogo's hands were rough like bark But they were warm, they were warm She said, "Mntanami, the night is long But even the night is a door to the morning" [Chorus] Ngeke ngiyeke Even when the river runs dry Ngisazama I keep planting under empty skies Every stone they put upon my back I build a stair and I climb, I climb Ngeke ngiyeke Ilanga lizophuma [Verse 2] At thirteen a stranger came with an olive branch Wearing my father's face Mama opened up the gate And I followed the promise to a brand-new place But the airplanes painted white scars in the sky Carrying their laughter over the sea Two brothers left behind in iron beds Sharing one dream and a cup of tea I kept my books like a candle in my chest First in the class, last at the table Every "yes, sir," every bowed head Was a brick in a house I knew I was able [Chorus] [Bridge] Then I crossed the water too Found my language in the light of a screen Ones and zeros, I made them sing Mama, ngiphumelele, I'm the boy from the field Now three small hearts beat in my hands I was the roof before the rain could fall I will never be a closing door I will never leave them standing in the hall Sebenza... phakama... [Verse 3] Now the house I was born from has locked its windows Because my pockets echo when I walk But I keep my hand upon the handle And I keep the porch light on when we talk [Final Chorus] Ngeke ngiyeke Mama, Papa, I'm still at your gate Ngisazama Same barefoot boy who learned to wait Every stone you put upon my back I build a stair and I climb, I climb Ngeke ngiyeke Ilanga lizophuma [Outro] The seed still grows Ngeke ngiyeke ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ isiZulu WORDS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Ngeke ngiyeke – I won't give up Ngisazama – I'm still trying Mntanami – my child Ilanga lizophuma – the sun will rise Ngiphumelele – I've made it Sebenza, phakama – work, rise ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ CREDITS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Written by: YASKME Music produced with: YASKME Genre: Amapiano If this song speaks to you, share it with someone who is still climbing. 🙏🏾 #Amapiano #NgekeNgiyeke #SouthAfricanMusic #AmapianoSoul #NeverGiveUp #Amapiano2026 #MzansiMusic #iwontgiveup