Under the street echo, hear the banger drop,
City lights flashing, we ain't never gonna stop.
In a cold grind, chasing dreams we can't forget,
Foot on the pedal, no time for regret.
Deep shadow lurking where the real ones prey,
Faded hustlers whisper secrets every day.
Night rhythm pulsing, feel it in my veins,
Living for the thrill, breaking all the chains.
Got that hustle mode, activate the grind,
Every corner turned, another treasure to find.
Pavement hustlers moving in the city flow,
Stacks on my mind, painting futures as we go.
Bass hitting hard, like a heartbeat in the air,
From the rooftops down, we rising—no despair.
Got a tight circle, loyalty’s the code,
Building empires, watch the legends explode.
Count the scars earned, every battle fought,
In this life game, respect is what we sought.
Late-night vibes, shadows dance on the wall,
Hear the city’s heartbeat, it’s the call of us all.
Loud banger echoing, the anthem of our plight,
Chasing dreams in the dark, bringing stars to light.
Every step we take, shakes the pavement below,
In the rhythm of the streets, together we grow.
So when the sun rises, and shadows fade away,
Know the hustle will shine through, come what may.
Our story's inscribed in the echoes that remain,
In the heart of the city, the hustle will sustain.
Trap
Street echo, Loud banger, Cold grind, Deep shadow, Night rhythm, City flow, Hustle mode
Trap
Street echo, Loud banger, Cold grind, Deep shadow, Night rhythm, City flow, Hustle mode