chorus
Money on the table, guns by the door,
Hustle in my veins, I’m built for war.
Enemies talk, but they move too slow,
I live by the code, that’s all I know.
Cash in the duffle, steel on the waist,
Move with the silence, no time to waste.
Eyes on the corner, smoke in the air,
Trust is a gamble, nobody play fair.
Whip in the alley, lights stay low,
Money keep talkin’, that’s all I know.
Enemies lurkin’, I’m built for the fight,
Dark with the hustle, I live in the night.
Cold with the motive, heat in the hand,
Stackin’ the paper, supply and demand.
Streets never love you, they chew and they spit,
I’m tied to the grind, I’ll never quit.
Blood on the pavement, scars on the soul,
Every move heavy, it’s takin’ its toll.
Game got a price, I pay what it owe,
Life on the line, but that’s how it go.
chorus
Money on the table, guns by the door,
Hustle in my veins, I’m built for war.
Enemies talk, but they move too slow,
I live by the code, that’s all I know.
Shots in the distance, sirens that scream,
Livin’ this life, it’s more than a dream.
Cold in the heart, no trust in the crew,
Everybody hungry, they’ll eat off of you.
Weight on the scale, numbers don’t lie,
Risk in the deal, but I still supply.
Eyes on the profit, hands on the steel,
Every transaction, it’s kill or be killed.
Smoke in the whip, windows stay black,
Enemies frontin’, I’m watchin’ they back.
Street is a jungle, I move with the pack,
One wrong step and you never come back.
Money and power, the code that I keep,
Prayers for the lost, they buried too deep.
Game never sleeps, it’s takin’ its toll,
But I chose the grind, it’s all that I know.
chorus
Money on the table, guns by the door,
Hustle in my veins, I’m built for war.
Enemies talk, but they move too slow,
I live by the code, that’s all I know.
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