(Verse 1)
Roll out the sheets, alarm’s ringin’, no applause,
Hopscotch through the kitchen, caffeine for my cause.
Concrete jungle, sneakers tappin’ on the tar,
Ticket in my pocket, crowded metro, superstar—nah.
Reflections in the glass, every face with a mask,
Chasin’ paper dreams, but the soul’s on a crash.
A hundred tail lights, like a string of red pearls,
Burnin’ daylight, just to spin in this world.
Manic Mondays got me sweatin’ like a crime,
All these deadlines tryna steal a piece of time.
But my mind’s on a meadow, breeze in my chest,
Plotting my escape, no suit, no vest.
(Chorus)
Hands up, break the chain, let the world see,
Feelin’ so alive when my spirit is free.
Ain’t no boss, ain’t no clock, just the birds and the trees,
Findin’ paradise in every simple breeze.
Laughin’ in the sunlight with my real tribe,
Peace is the hustle, yeah, that’s my vibe.
Laughin’ in the sunlight with my real tribe,
Peace is the hustle, yeah, that’s my vibe.
(Verse 2)
Slick city shuffle, I’ve been dancin’ too long,
Each horn, a warning, man, the rhythm is wrong.
Suits lookin’ tense, chewin’ stress for a snack,
Phones in they faces, like the world’s in the app.
But what if I vanish—just a ghost in the mist?
Trade a briefcase for a day kissed by nature’s twist.
Growin’ my own, where the soil’s my gold,
Trading stories by a fire, letting legends unfold.
No more climbin’ ladders, just climbin’ them hills,
Breakin’ bread with kinfolk, got time for chills.
So here’s to the outlaws, dreamers in the sun,
We flip the script, the revolution’s begun.
(Creepy spoken Bridge)
What if we form a new tribe
Freedom with a new vibe
Would you discover a new side
(Chorus)
Hands up, break the chain, let the world see,
Feelin’ so alive when I set my spirit free.
Ain’t no boss, ain’t no clock, just the birds and the trees,
Findin’ paradise in every simple breeze.
Laughin’ in the sunlight with my real tribe,
Peace is the hustle, yeah, that’s my vibe.
Laughin’ in the sunlight with my real tribe,
Peace is the hustle, yeah, that’s my vibe.
Hands up, break the chain, let the world see,
Feelin’ so alive when I set my spirit free.
Ain’t no boss, ain’t no clock, just the birds and the trees,
Findin’ paradise in every simple breeze.
Laughin’ in the sunlight with my real tribe,
Peace is the hustle, yeah, that’s my vibe.
Laughin’ in the sunlight with my real tribe,
Peace is the hustle, yeah, that’s my vibe.
(outro)
(Saxophone)
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