Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Yo, I roll through the streets, where the hustle never sleeps,
In the city of dreams, where the game runs deep.
Raised in the concrete jungle, where survival's the key,
Ain't no mercy in these streets, it's just you and me.
I'm stacking paper, chasing dreams, living fast and mean,
Got my mind on my money, and my eyes on the green.
Grew up with nothin', had to hustle just to eat,
But now I'm on the rise, ain't no stoppin' this elite.
(Chorus)
In the land of the brave, where the strong survive,
Gotta hustle every day just to stay alive.
From the streets to the top, we gon' make it out,
Living life in the fast lane, ain't no doubt.
(Verse 2)
I'm a product of the struggle, from the bottom to the top,
From the blocks to the penthouse, I'll never stop.
Got my crew by my side, we ride or die,
Through the pain and the tears, we reach for the sky.
Every setback's just a setup for a comeback,
Gotta stay focused, ain't no time to slack.
In the game of life, you either win or you lose,
But I'm destined for greatness, paying all my dues.
(Chorus)
In the land of the brave, where the strong survive,
Gotta hustle every day just to stay alive.
From the streets to the top, we gon' make it out,
Living life in the fast lane, ain't no doubt.
(Bridge)
They say the streets ain't got no love, it's just pain and sorrow,
But I found my strength in the struggle, building a better tomorrow.
Through the trials and tribulations, I emerge a king,
In this concrete jungle, I spread my wings.
(Outro)
So here's to the hustlers, the ones grinding every day,
In the pursuit of greatness, in every single way.
From the bottom to the top, we gon' rise above,
In this gansta rap game, we spread nothing but love.
