ALL HU$TLE NO LUCK

cold in these streets

ALL HU$TLE NO LUCK
cold in these streets

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23 days ago

It’s a jungle in the streets, gotta keep my guard high, Seen brothers turn to foes, caught up in the wrong vibe, Trust is like a ghost, everybody wants a slice, But snakes in the grass don’t care about your life. No code in these streets, everybody playing foul, He used to be your homie, now he’s talking loud, Deceitful bitches plotting, grimy dudes creeping, Every move you make got them watching, no sleeping. I’m just trying to make it, see tomorrow’s sun rise, But the path is crooked, full of wolves in disguise, Ain't no honor left, everybody chasing greed, No love in these streets, only pain and the need. **Chorus** No code in these streets, you can’t trust a soul, Every step’s a gamble, out here taking tolls, Loyalty’s rare, everybody chasing gold, Gotta stay sharp, ‘cause these streets turn cold. **Verse 2** I was raised by the hustle, came up from the mud, But learned real quick, ain’t no honor in the blood, People switch sides, flip quick for a dime, Your right-hand man could cross you for the climb. I’ve seen it all, lost brothers to the block, Some to the grave, some caught by the cops, But I’m moving smart, never slip, never fall, Eyes on the prize, can’t afford to lose it all. Survival of the fittest, only strong ones last, In a world full of lies, the truth fades fast, But I’m keeping it solid, never breaking for the paper, Loyal to my circle, man, forget the haters. **Chorus** No code in these streets, you can’t trust a soul, Every step’s a gamble, out here taking tolls, Loyalty’s rare, everybody chasing gold, Gotta stay sharp, ‘cause these streets turn cold. **Bridge** But I rise above the mess, keep my head held high, Know the real from the fake, got my eyes to the sky, They can try to bring me down, but I stand on my grind, Ain't no breaking me, I’ma shine in due time. **Outro** Yeah, the streets might be grimy, but I’m built for the test, Keep my heart pure, never settling for less, Though the game is twisted, I’mma make my own lane, I’ll survive this jungle, won’t be lost in the pain. --- This rap reflects the harsh realities while focusing on personal strength, loyalty, and perseverance. Let me know what you think!

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It’s a jungle in the streets, gotta keep my guard high, Seen brothers turn to foes, caught up in the wrong vibe, Trust is like a ghost, everybody wants a slice, But snakes in the grass don’t care about your life. No code in these streets, everybody playing foul, He used to be your homie, now he’s talking loud, Deceitful bitches plotting, grimy dudes creeping, Every move you make got them watching, no sleeping. I’m just trying to make it, see tomorrow’s sun rise, But the path is crooked, full of wolves in disguise, Ain't no honor left, everybody chasing greed, No love in these streets, only pain and the need. **Chorus** No code in these streets, you can’t trust a soul, Every step’s a gamble, out here taking tolls, Loyalty’s rare, everybody chasing gold, Gotta stay sharp, ‘cause these streets turn cold. **Verse 2** I was raised by the hustle, came up from the mud, But learned real quick, ain’t no honor in the blood, People switch sides, flip quick for a dime, Your right-hand man could cross you for the climb. I’ve seen it all, lost brothers to the block, Some to the grave, some caught by the cops, But I’m moving smart, never slip, never fall, Eyes on the prize, can’t afford to lose it all. Survival of the fittest, only strong ones last, In a world full of lies, the truth fades fast, But I’m keeping it solid, never breaking for the paper, Loyal to my circle, man, forget the haters. **Chorus** No code in these streets, you can’t trust a soul, Every step’s a gamble, out here taking tolls, Loyalty’s rare, everybody chasing gold, Gotta stay sharp, ‘cause these streets turn cold. **Bridge** But I rise above the mess, keep my head held high, Know the real from the fake, got my eyes to the sky, They can try to bring me down, but I stand on my grind, Ain't no breaking me, I’ma shine in due time. **Outro** Yeah, the streets might be grimy, but I’m built for the test, Keep my heart pure, never settling for less, Though the game is twisted, I’mma make my own lane, I’ll survive this jungle, won’t be lost in the pain. --- This rap reflects the harsh realities while focusing on personal strength, loyalty, and perseverance. Let me know what you think!

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