With the gang shanking the ops, we on the grind,

With the gang shanking the ops, we on the grind, Running them down, dark nights, lost in the mind, Mum telling me to stop, but the streets keep calling, Echoes of the block, hear the sirens, I’m falling. (Verse 2) Dealers in the shadows, we pushin’ that weight, Life on the edge, can’t afford to be late, Dreams of the top, but the bottom’s so grim, Caught up in the chaos, but I’m never giving in. (Verse 3) Hustle in my veins, it’s a dangerous game, Trust is a luxury, all these faces the same, Whispers in the alley, plotting moves in the dark, Heart heavy with the burden, but I’m ready to spark. (Verse 4) Momma’s tears fall, but I’m trapped in the cycle, Chasing paper dreams, but the pain’s so vital, Eyes on the prize, but the cost is my soul, In a world full of shadows, trying to take control.