Hustle life

Intro (soft, melodic)

Late nights, city hum, money talkin' like a sermon,

I keep my hustle heart beatin', lessons learned and certain.

Verse 1

I been runnin' through the winter with my pockets on a diet,

flip a smile to the block, tell my kids that Dad's tryna buy it.

Corners whisper numbers, neon shadows call my name,

every move a chess game, every loss another flame.

Mama prayin’ on the low, she don't see the nights I fold,

tell her I'm just grindin', tryna turn these crumbs to gold.

Phones buzz with futures, snakes wrapped in friend disguise,

I keep my circle tighter than the grip around my life.

Pre-Chorus

No handouts, just plans, I build with callused hands,

no fairytales, just scales, countin’ truth in quick demands.

Chorus (melodic, hook)

Hustle heart, beatin’ through the dark, I won’t depart,

countin’ scars, countin’ marks, tryna fix what fell apart.

Hustle heart, keep me warm when the nights get cold,

paper dreams, heavy load, hustle heart, won't fold.

Verse 2 (faster, confessional)

I seen friends change like seasons, loyalty on layaway,

we toast to future checks, then tomorrow take away.

Ticket costs, court costs, lessons etched on laminate,

I’m chasin’ runnin’ dreams but there's a price on every gate.

I take the late shifts, midnight shifts, trade time for a chance,

gettin' rich in moments, still I miss my old romance.

Love sent me letters torn, said “boy you outta reach,”

but my alphabet’s made of stacks, so the grind’s all that I preach.

Bridge (breathy, vulnerable)

Sometimes I wish I could sleep, let the city fade away,

but the echo of the hustle is the song I made.

I wear my chains like trophies, but they rattle in my chest,

every dollar got a story, every win a test.

Chorus (bigger)

Hustle heart, beatin’ through the dark, I won’t depart,

countin’ scars, countin’ marks, tryna fix what fell apart.

Hustle heart, keep me warm when the nights get cold,

paper dreams, heavy load, hustle heart, won't fold.

Verse 3 (resolute)

Now I’m buyin’ better days, still I watch the rearview close,

people show their colors slow when they want what you suppose.

I gave pieces of my youth to streets that never sleep,

learned the art of keepin' secrets that I vow to never keep.

If I fall, I fall quiet; if I rise, I rise loud,

I carry names of those who built me under concrete clouds.

Hustle taught me patience, hustle taught me scars,

and the mirror speaks in dollars but my soul remembers stars.

Outro (soft, fading)

Hustle heart, hold me steady while the city plays its part,

I’m more than what I’m chasin', but this grind is in my heart.

Hustle heart, when the morning lights the boulevard,

I’ll keep walkin’, keep talkin’ with the hustle in my heart.

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See you when I see you

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