[Verse 1]
Late night grind, clock don’t rewind,
Flipping time cards while the fam unwind.
Ovens on fire, hearts on freeze,
Serving up plates, dreams tucked in sleeves.
While we feast, they hold it down,
Unsung queens, kings with no crown.
[Chorus]
Thankful for the hustle, the ones who don’t stop,
While we’re breaking bread, they’re holding the spot.
Thank you, thank you, it’s more than a day,
You’re the reason the world keeps spinning this way.
[Verse 2]
Aprons tied, prayers half-said,
Cooking up hope while they’re breaking that bread.
Parking lot cold, the streets don’t sleep,
Chasing the grind, sowing what they reap.
Silent heroes, no parades,
But they light up the darkest days.
[Prechorus]
Hands to the wheel, dreams on delay,
They’re the ones who make the world turn anyway.
[Chorus]
Thankful for the hustle, the ones who don’t stop,
While we’re breaking bread, they’re holding the spot.
Thank you, thank you, it’s more than a day,
You’re the reason the world keeps spinning this way.
[Bridge]
Through the chaos, through the grind,
They’re the backbone, the real gold mine.
Behind the scenes, they make it shine,
For every sacrifice, it’s their time to climb.