Hustle in My Veins

[Intro] [Verse 1] Concrete cracks beneath my soles, the city breathes my name, Neon lights cut through the fog, the grind’s a endless game. Alleyway sermons, pocket full of lessons learned, Every scar’s a trophy earned, the fire in my chest burns. Pavement preacher, rhythm in my feet, Dodging shadows where the silence and the sirens meet. B***d, sweat, ink—stories in my palms, Survival’s symphony, I’m raisin’ chaos into calm. [Chorus] Hustle in my veins, I’m chasin’ glory through the pain, Every loss, another verse, every win’s a diamond chain. Streets don’t lie, they whisper truths in broken code, I carry midnight on my back, but dawn’s my final road. [Verse 2] Corner-store prophets trade wisdom for a dime, Weavin’ dreams through barbed wire, turnin’ nothin’ into prime. The echoes of the subway hum the bassline in my head, Graffiti hymns on subway cars, my legacy in red. Fistful of ambition, eyes locked on the prize, The world’s a hungry beast—gotta f***t to claim the skies. Scars rhyme with constellations, pain’s my cursive script, A poet with a clenched jaw, every word’s a g*****e tipped. [Bridge] They say the crown’s heavy, but my spine’s forged in steel, From the gutter to the rooftop, every step’s a reveal. The night’s a canvas, my breath paints the cold, A phoenix in the ash, my story’s never sold. [Chorus] Hustle in my veins, I’m chasin’ glory through the pain, Every loss, another verse, every win’s a diamond chain. Streets don’t lie, they whisper truths in broken code, I carry midnight on my back, but dawn’s my final road. [Outro]