Underneath the city lights, we elevate the fight,
Grinding through the shadows, in the echo of the night,
Silent power, don’t need no loud display,
Move like a ghost, making cash in a subtle way.
Street hustle got me running, dodging every block,
Deep kicks from the pavement, hear them drop,
Midnight flex, pulling moves with finesse,
Counting every blessing while I’m shaking off the stress.
Heart’s heavy but the spirit stays lit,
Night grind, every second, can’t afford to quit,
Each step a warrior, carving out my space,
In the game of survival, I set the pace.
They say the struggle builds the strength you need,
With every hard block, I plant the very seed,
Temperature rising, it’s a heatwave rolling,
In the hustle’s rhythm, you can feel the soul glowing.
No more fading in the shadows, I’m a beacon in the dark,
With the weight of the world, I ignite the spark,
Heavy hustle, it’s more than just a fight,
It’s the silent power steering dreams into the light.
I know where I’m headed, through the thick and the thin,
With the midnight flex, I’ll show you how to win,
Every doubt erased, every fear on the line,
In this life of grind, you’ll see me shine.
So when the morning comes, know the story's just begun,
From the streets to the heights, we’re addicted to the run,
In the echoes of the night, feel the freedom in my veins,
Heavy hustle, we rise, breaking all these chains.
And when the day is done, we'll reflect on the fight,
Knowing in our hearts, we’ll always chase the light.
Trap
Heavy hustle, Silent power, Street hustle, Midnight flex, Night grind, Deep kicks, Hard block
Trap
Heavy hustle, Silent power, Street hustle, Midnight flex, Night grind, Deep kicks, Hard block