Slices and Shadows

Yeah, in the heart of the city,

‘Neath the glow of neon lights,

I got a hustle in my blood,

Living life on the edge, you know it’s a fight.

From the corner pizza shop, aroma fills the air,

Hustle hard, slice in hand, working on my flair,

Dough rising, dreams colliding, on the brink of the wild,

Slinging bags out the back, I’m just a street kid, reviled.

But I got flavors coursing through my veins,

Grew up on these streets, yeah I know the game,

Feds are on the prowl, but they’ll never catch my stride,

‘Cause I’m layered like a pie, with my homies by my side.

New York pizza, life served hot,

Got the hustle on my mind, never gonna stop,

Living life’s a gamble, but I’m all in the mix,

With my boy Styles locked and loaded, we don’t play tricks.

Back alleys where we roam, shadows on the brick,

G’s on every corner, yeah, we move real slick,

Styles got the Glock, keep it close, don’t be bold,

In a [Intro]

Yeah, in the heart of the city,

‘Neath the glow of neon lights,

I got a hustle in my blood,

Living life on the edge, you know it’s a fight.

From the corner pizza shop, aroma fills the air,

Hustle hard, slice in hand, working on my flair,

Dough rising, dreams colliding, on the brink of the wild,

Slinging bags out the back, I’m just a street kid, reviled.

But I got flavors coursing through my veins,

Grew up on these streets, yeah I know the game,

Feds are on the prowl, but they’ll never catch my stride,

‘Cause I’m layered like a pie, with my homies by my side.

New York pizza, life served hot,

Got the hustle on my mind, never gonna stop,

Living life’s a gamble, but I’m all in the mix,

With my boy Styles locked and loaded, we don’t play tricks.

Back alleys where we roam, shadows on the brick,

G’s on every corner, yeah, we move real slick,

Styles got the Glock, keep it close, don’t be bold,

In a city that never sleeps, stories waiting to be told.

But the crust is golden brown, and the sauce is on fire,

Feeding dreams and schemes, this life’s what I desire,

Feds are closing in, we dance with the fate,

You can’t handle the heat, better clear the plate.

New York pizza, life served hot,

Got the hustle on my mind, never gonna stop,

Living life’s a gamble, but I’m all in the mix,

With my boy Styles locked and loaded, we don’t play tricks.

We’re carving out our destiny, with every slice we take,

Loyalty runs deeper than the dough that we make,

In the back of the building, transactions unfold,

In this urban jungle, a story bold and untold.

So here’s to New York, where the streets come alive,

With a heart full of passion, we’re ready to thrive,

Pizza in one hand, dreams in the other,

In this game of life, we’ll never smother.

Yeah, we’re chasing the lights, living fast, never looking back.