[Verse]
Hustlin' in the sewers where the heat don't breathe,
Metal in the jacket, call it iron sleeves,
Territories marked, no room for thieves,
Pulse like a drum but the heart still grieves.
[Chorus]
Dodgin' spotlights, ghosts in the bricks,
Handshakes turn on you, real quick flips,
Stackin' tall skyscrapers off slick tricks,
But the street’s the coffin, hear the clock ticks.
[Verse 2]
Concrete jungle thicker than a lion’s mane,
Currency’s the altar, blood’s the stain,
Foot on thirst, pedal, push through the pain,
Outta that fog, comin' flames and rain.
[Bridge]
Hollow echoes ricochet in dead ends,
Who's a ride-or-die and who's makin' pretend?
Shadows multiply where whispers depend,
Lose soul for gold, or the bond of a friend?
[Verse 3]
Graffiti-scrawled walls carry stories untold,
Neon signs hum but the nights stay cold,
Pistol-tongued prophets with the heart of bold,
All cards on the table, which one gets sold?
[Outro]
Ashes in the boots but the fire won't fade,
Kings crown themselves where the dice get laid,
Mobius hustle feels like it never gets paid,
Life’s a gamble, chips fall where blood’s sprayed.