hustle

Yo, I’m rollin’ through the streets, got my crew by my side, In the city where we hustle, ain’t no place to hide. From the block to the top, we rise and we grind, Money on our mind, always stayin’ on the grind. Got the game on lock, we ain’t playin’ no games, Respect in the hood, they all know our names. From the shadows we emerge, like ghosts in the night, Livin’ that life, always ready for a fight. Stackin’ paper, countin’ cash, we do it with ease, Enemies try to test, but we bring ‘em to their knees. In the concrete jungle, we the kings of the scene, Livin’ large, stayin’ sharp, like a well-oiled machine.