Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Poor boy hustle
Lift it up or drop it down
Oil on my hands
Dust on my crown
Turning wrenches
Out behind that shuttered store
Counting change like it’s a scoreboard
Junkyard jacket
Burned through the seams
Got a notebook full
Of broke-boy schemes
Making little moves
Till they start to make a sound
If it fall, I pick it off the ground (yeah)
[Chorus]
Nickel and dime until it shine
Every scrap, every second on the grind
Take that rust
Turn it into gold this time
Poor boy hustle, I’m fine
Nickel and dime until it shine
If I drop it, I just lift it one more time
What’s a hill
To a kid that loves the climb
Nickel and dime until it shine (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Coffee in a paper cup
Morning still dark
Boss say I ain’t much
I just smirk and park
Making backdoor deals
On my five-minute break
Got a line on parts
Got a line on faith
Pocket full of ones
But my mind on M’s
Got a wing and a prayer
And a socket set of friends
If it’s heavy
We gon’ muscle it around
Either lift it up
Or let it hit the ground (hey)
[Chorus]
Nickel and dime until it shine
Every scrap, every second on the grind
Take that rust
Turn it into gold this time
Poor boy hustle, I’m fine
Nickel and dime until it shine
If I drop it, I just lift it one more time
What’s a hill
To a kid that loves the climb
Nickel and dime until it shine
Style
gritty southern trap-soulswung drums and sub-heavy bass. male vocals with a wearymelodic drawl; verses half-sunghalf-rapped over sparse keys and dusty guitar chops. hook explodes with stacked harmonies and a brighter chord liftthen drops back into a tighthead-nod pocket. subtle ear-candy ad-libs and riser swells to underline the grind-to-glory arc.
Prompt
Poor boy hustle lift it up or drop it down turning wrenches making deals nickel and dime until it shine
Credits
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REDRUMGeneratedApr 15, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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