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(Verse 1) Countin' up the paper, yeah, I'm stackin', Hustle in my veins, no time for relaxin', City lights flicker, shadows start to creep, Grinding through the night while the world’s asleep. Dreams in my pocket, ambition in my stride, Every corner I turn, it's a hustle and ride, From the block to the top, gotta keep it real, Ain't no shortcuts here, man, you know the deal. Eyes on the prize, and I’m never lookin' back, Got my crew on my side, yeah, we own the track, From the pavement to the stage, we breakin' the mold, Living for the moment, let the story unfold. Cash flow steady, like a river it flows, In the heart of the struggle, that’s where grit grows, Streetwise wisdom, yeah, I learned from the best, Countin' up the paper, man, I’m never at rest. Use in Studio or
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(Verse 1) Countin' up the paper, yeah, I'm stackin', Hustle in my veins, no time for relaxin', City lights flicker, shadows start to creep, Grinding through the night while the world’s asleep. Dreams in my pocket, ambition in my stride, Every corner I turn, it's a hustle and ride, From the block to the top, gotta keep it real, Ain't no shortcuts here, man, you know the deal. Eyes on the prize, and I’m never lookin' back, Got my crew on my side, yeah, we own the track, From the pavement to the stage, we breakin' the mold, Living for the moment, let the story unfold. Cash flow steady, like a river it flows, In the heart of the struggle, that’s where grit grows, Streetwise wisdom, yeah, I learned from the best, Countin' up the paper, man, I’m never at rest. Use in Studio or
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