In the shadows where the hustlers dwell,

In the shadows where the hustlers dwell, Mandatory moves, gotta ring that bell, Price tag heavy, but the weight is right, On the other side, it’s a dangerous night. Saddletree, the name, echo through the block, Best bag in town, got the game on lock, Dark alleys whisper, secrets in the breeze, Countin' all my blessings while I'm dodgin' the thieves. Ain't no sleepin', got my eyes on the prize, In this life of sin, where the real ones rise, Every dollar earned, got a story to tell, In the depths of the struggle, where the shadows dwell. Grit and grind, that’s the code we uphold, Heart of a lion, never do what I’m told, In the concrete jungle, hear the sirens scream, Chasin' after dreams, livin' life like a theme. When the night falls, I’m ready for the fight, Mandatory hustle, keep my mind on sight, Saddletree's legacy, built on the grind, In the dark, I shine, leave the past behind.