[Guitar Solo]
[Hook - female]
Yeah, Tucson nights, city of desert dreams
Cold as hell but I’m grindin' on my own schemes
[Verse 1 - male]
In the land of cactus and scorchin' heat,
Barely got a reason, yet I can't be beat.
Nothing to do but get into trouble,
Flex on these posers who never had hustle.
Pull up, look tough, but they never banged,
Homies never bleed, just talkin' on your name.
Little narc snitches, never seen blood spill,
Fake-ass gangsters, clown town, bringing the OG,s down.
Stayin' solid, keep my hustle tight,
Cash in my pocket, lookin’ fresh tonight.
Ducking TPD, hide from the law,
Fake cases, but I’m way too raw.
[Hook - female]
Yeah, Tucson nights, city of desert dreams
Cold as hell but I’m grindin' on my own schemes
[VERSE 2 - male]
Keepin’ it real, stay outta the streets,
Mind on my grind, need my mental peace.
Scandalous propaganda, smellin’ so foul,
But I’m never gon’ fold, I’m countin’ my pow'ering.
[VERSE 3 - Male]
In Tucson, where the nights get cold,
Doing my thing, stayin' bold.
Flippin’ the script, dodgin’ the lies,
Hustle stay strong, reachin’ for the skies.
Love the city, with all its scars, if the streets could hit you with its game.
Fuckin' hood rats and college strange,
Drinkin’ with the crew, blowin' that white, slanging them g’s, blues, hop, and all the bags
Every night’s a fight, but I stay alright.
[Hook - female]
Yeah, Tucson nights, city of desert dreams
Cold as hell but I’m grindin' on my own schemes
[Bridge - female]
Big blowin' lines, good coke, and bad hoes,
Night’s young, but my mind just froze.
Maintaining in this desert hell,
Survivin’ stories I ain’t gon’ tell.
[Outro - Male]
Tucson streets keep callin’ my name,
But I keep my head, stay in my lane.
Through the chaos, I rise above,
Fightin’ for respect, and stayin’ true to the hood team.
[Violin Solo]
