Street Sinfonia

Hustlin' on the corner, heart colder than a glacier,

Life a dice game, every roll a wager,

Got the 9 tucked, paranoia like a bad dream,

Powder in the bag, gleam in the regime.

Bullets and bricks, symphony of silence,

Street codes, written in violence,

From nightfall to sunrise, we stay defiant,

Empire built on grit, born of giants.

In the trap, mixing potions, commotion in motion,

Whip it in the kitchen, devotion to promotion,

Fiends on the block, eyes empty and hollow,

Chasing that high, destiny to follow.

Bullets and bricks, symphony of silence,

Street codes, written in violence,

From nightfall to sunrise, we stay defiant,

Empire built on grit, born of giants.

Lives traded for gold, stories untold,

In the shadows we roam, hearts growing cold,

Every deal sealed, with a handshake or trigger,

Every step in this life, gettin' thicker.

Stackin' paper, riskin' feds in the rearview,

Every day a grind, always somethin’ to pursue,

Code of the streets, can't ever misstep,

One wrong move, you're cashin' your last check.