Lyrics
[Verse]
Tommy punchin’ time, steel boots on the grind,
Theresa twistin’ braids, fingertips designin’ shine.
Bills in a chokehold, dreams in a headlock,
Late nights stackin’, they don’t hear the bedrock.
Tommy got the lunchbox, grease stains on the lid,
Theresa got the shop poppin’, clippers buzzin’ mid.
She paintin’ pictures, he buildin’ futures,
Blueprint hearts, ain't no time for excuses.
[Chorus]
Don’t mess up the money, the cash flow honey,
They hustlin' through the storm, even when it ain’t sunny.
Don’t mess up the money, don’t mess up the plan,
Tommy and Theresa got the world in their hands.
[Verse 2]
Tommy on the clock, twelve-hour shifts heavy,
Steel toes stompin’, back feelin’ unsteady.
Theresa got the chair spin, curls in rotation,
Beauty from the struggle, she a work of creation.
Fridge hummin’, rent due, goals in the mirror,
The grind loud but the vision always clearer.
Two hustlers, two hearts beatin’ in sync,
Pourin’ sweat like ink, signin’ dreams in the brink.
[Chorus]
Don’t mess up the money, the cash flow honey,
They hustlin' through the storm, even when it ain’t sunny.
Don’t mess up the money, don’t mess up the plan,
Tommy and Theresa got the world in their hands.
Style
drum-heavy with sharp hi-hats and a deep basslineraphard-hitting
Prompt
Write a rap song about Tommy and Theresa getting there hustle on. He clocks in she does hair. They have goals and dreams. The catch phase is don’t mess up the money
Credits
Prompt byFunkyNeuron180
GeneratedOct 31, 2025
ModelAria v5
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