Lyrics: Herbert Gillette
Music: Herbert Gillette
[Verse 1]
Every night, plotting moves, see the blue lights flashin'
Bag up the package, stack it, ain't no time for relaxin'
All these snakes in disguise, can’t let ‘em catch me slippin’
Stackin' paper, dodgin' feds, it's that life we livin'
Now we ridin’ with the heat, in the traps we creepin'
Money talks, keep it walkin', watch these haters weepin'
[Chorus]
We hustle, we grind (Chase the paper, never fold)
In the shadows, we shine (Cold streets, hearts cold)
All day, all night (Fast life, can’t slow)
Get that bag, take flight (This game, we know)
[Verse 2]
Paranoid on a mission, lookin' out for the narcs
Deal or die out here, so I move with the sharks
Heavy metal tucked tight, ready for the spark
Cash rules everything, so we play our parts
It’s a jungle in this city, better watch where you step
Missteps get you buried, better come correct
[Chorus]
We hustle, we grind (Chase the paper, never fold)
In the shadows, we shine (Cold streets, hearts cold)
All day, all night (Fast life, can’t slow)
Get that bag, take flight (This game, we know)
[Bridge]
Survival's in our blood (Can't break, won't bend)
Every night, we pray (Reach the top, we send)
From the bottom, we rise (Raise a toast, my friends)
Streets are our domain (Till the end, amen)
[Chorus]
We hustle, we grind (Chase the paper, never fold)
In the shadows, we shine (Cold streets, hearts cold)
All day, all night (Fast life, can’t slow)
Get that bag, take flight (This game, we know)