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[Intro]
Clock in when the block wake up
Same sweat, just a different cut
Same bills, same tax on pay
Punch timecard when I stash that safe
[Verse 1]
Steel toes, but they lace in flames
Whole hood on my back like weights and chains
Every sunrise, same grind, ain’t glam
Got scars on my name, got callus on my hands
Rain hit the curb, that’s a overtime shift
Phone buzz once, that’s a overnight risk
Boss of myself, but the pressure insane
If I fall off now, then my fam feel pain
[Chorus]
Gangsters work hard too
You just clock in different rooms
You sign forms, we sign wounds
Different path, but we pay dues
Gangsters work hard too
You got checks, we got moves
We got stress, we got rules
Different roads, but we pay dues
[Verse 2]
You got traffic on the way to your job
We got traffic every time that we jog
You got meetings where you circle the plans
We got huddles in the dark, talking risk, talking bans
If I slip, ain’t a write-up, it’s a white sheet
Every handshake, might be high heat
You got breaks by the coffee machine
We take breaks by the alley, eyes peeled for a beam
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Tell me, what’s the line between hustle and crime
When both sides losing sleep, putting hours on time
You chase rank on a shirt, I chase rank on the block
You punch in at a door, I punch in at a spot
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 10, 2026
Duration2:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Slow-rolling Houston trap, detuned bells over heavy 808s and snappy snares. Male vocals in a laid-back but menacing pocket; hook doubles with pitched-down ad-libs. Verses ride a swung groove, occasional chopped vocal stutters and sub drops between lines. Mix hits hard in the low end while leaving space for crisp, up-front rap delivery., hip hop
Credits
Prompt byNizzyNick
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A rap song about how gangsters work hard too., rap, trap, hip hop, street, Houston style rap, catchy, hard hitting 808s
