Lyrics
[Verse]
Clock strikes six, dawn bustin' through the shades,
Tie the laces tight, dollars ain't self-made.
Groovin' in the dark, shadows where I scheme,
Backpack full of dreams, hustle supreme.
[Verse 2]
Monday morning blues, coffee brewin' thick,
Calendar my nemesis, quick tick-tick.
Chasin' paper planes, boss man on a jog,
Middle finger to the chaos, life a constant slog.
[Chorus]
Rise and grind, hustle on display,
Never backin' down, debts gotta pay.
Black dad in the struggle, grit in every stride,
Darkness all around, but I shine worldwide.
[Verse 3]
Kids sleep tight, lullabies in the sound,
Bills a mountain high, but I ain't backin' down.
Sacrifice my anthem, sweat drops fall,
Brick by brick, I’m buildin' my hall.
[Bridge]
Midnight oil burnin', shadows play deceit,
Demands from the world, but my tempo stay upbeat.
Blisters on my hands, reminiscent of the past,
Legacy on my shoulder, dreams built to last.
[Verse 4]
Friday paycheck, received with a grin,
Dress shoes gettin' dusty, journeys begin.
Blood in the soil, roots run deep,
Black dad in the game, promises to keep.
Style
deep bass dark piano intense trap beat
Prompt
Black dad with job hustle lyrics as a rap song on a dark piano trap style beat bass black voice
Credits
Prompt bybig loui3
GeneratedNov 6, 2024
ModelAria v3.5
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