On Call

Yo, I’m the hustler, call me Hurdacı, Chick on my side, she’s got dreams like a prodigy. Countin' paper, stackin' green, can’t stop me, Got a little chick, she chirpin', “Where's the money?” Feathers flyin’, but we ain't in the coop, She’s lookin’ at me like, “Yo, let’s make a move.” Need that cash flow, no time for the snooze, Life’s a game, and we’re playin’ by the rules. Hustle hard, never back down from the grind, In a world of clucks, we’re the rarest kind. With a towel by her side, she’s ready to shine, Together we’ll rise, like stars we’ll align. From the dirt to the top, we’re breakin’ the mold, No fear in our hearts, just a story to be told. Side by side, yeah, we’re bold and we’re free, Chick and Hurdacı, livin’ life like a spree. or