Track · Feb 13, 2026 · English

Wrenches & Water

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2:56

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Lyrics

[Intro]

Up before the sunrise

Steel toes by the front door

Clock hits? I don’t clock in

I’m built for a whole lot more (yeah)

[Verse 1]

Got grease on my palms

Got salt on my boots

Turn wrenches on rust

Still sharpening truths

These harbors my hallway

These docks my front yard

I pray for my people

Then pull on that hard hat (yeah)

Boss talk in my headset

Static and barked threats

“Keep them loads moving”

I’m counting my own checks

No tie, just a scarred knuckle handshake

Running up the overtime

Sleeping when the waves break

[Chorus]

I been running these streets

I been running this water

Turn a wrench, turn a profit

Turn the heat on the harbor (woo)

Ain’t no 9 to 5 banker hours

I don’t punch out, I power

Barges and tanking, heavy on the grind

I clock in with my body, keep the hustle in my mind

[Verse 2]

Forklift humming like a bad dream

Night shift living in some half-light beam

Cold wind cutting through a thin jacket

But the hunger in my gut made a habit of it

Crew talk rough but they ride for me

Same hands that bleed, they’ll slide for me

Union card in the back of my wallet

But my backup plan still “get it regardless”

Oil stain on my jeans like a family crest

I ain’t rich yet

But my kids won’t stress

From the catwalk view see the whole port shining

Every container just a step I’m climbing (yeah)

[Chorus]

I been running these streets

I been running this water

Turn a wrench, turn a profit

Turn the heat on the harbor (hey!)

Ain’t no 9 to 5 banker hours

I don’t punch out, I power

Barges and tanking, heavy on the grind

I clock in with my body, keep the hustle in my mind

[Bridge]

Who else really up at this hour?

Headlamp halo, diesel shower

Heart like a crane, lift that weight

I ain’t waiting on fate

I’m just changing my rate (let’s go)

[Chorus]

I been running these streets

I been running this water

Turn a wrench, turn a profit

Turn the heat on the harbor (yeah)

Ain’t no 9 to 5 banker hours

I don’t punch out, I power

Barges and tanking, heavy on the grind

I clock in with my body, keep the hustle in my mind

Style

rapgritty southern trap-rap with swung drums and deep bassmale vocals. verses stay tight and conversational over sparse piano stabs and distant sirens; hook widens with stacked chant-style doubles and a roughshouted ad-lib on key phrases. occasional filtered bridge section for contrastthen a hard drop back into the main groove.english

Prompt

rap running these streets turning wrenches anit no 9 to 5 banker hours while running these barges and tanking

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GeneratedFeb 13, 2026

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