

Prompt / Lyrics
Yo, I wake up, grindin' hard, no snooze, Flexin’ on the block, got nothin’ to lose. Stackin' paper, yeah, I'm countin' that dough, Bitches on my line, but I’m keepin' it low. Thuggin’ through the night, real G's know the deal, Ballin’ like I'm Messi, you can see the appeal. My crew roll deep, like we livin' in a dream, Kicking up the dust, man, we steppin' on your scheme. Grew up in the jungle, survival of the fit, Niggas gotta hustle, better come with that grit. Ain't no time for slackin', gotta get my grind on, In this concrete world, my drive's like a time bomb. Bustin’ out the gates, you know I’m runnin' things, Springfield streets my playground, hear the sirens sing. Catch me in the booth, spittin’ fire with the flame, Came up from the bottom, now I’m switchin’ the game. Trust me, ain’t no limits when I'm movin' like a king, All these haters talkin’, but they only hear the ring. From Brixton to the ends, we be makin’ history, Rollin’ with the fam, ain't no fakin' in my mystery. Drop the beat and let me show you how I flex, Life’s a wild ride, ain’t no need for complex. Got my eyes on the prize, never lookin’ back, Sippin’ on success while these bitches talk smack. So let's raise a toast, for the struggles and the pain, Every scar a lesson, every loss a gain. In the heart of the city, where the real ones reign, Hustle in my veins, motherfucker, remember my name!
Tags
female, live gypsy woman kinda vibe house, bass, edm, dubstep, rap, house, techno, electro, uptempo hardcore
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4/11/2026