Oscar Auliq-ice Hustle's Prayer
Verse 1
Wake up in the morning, streets calling my name,
Every step I take, every move's part of the game.
Grew up in the hood, where the struggle's real tight,
Every single day, trying to fight the good fight.
Enemies lurking, every corner I turn,
But I've got a flame inside, watch it burn.
Money, power, respect, gotta earn your way up,
Trust no one, keep your circle tight, no hiccup.
Chorus
Lost in these streets, my burdens heavy to wear,
Send a sign from above, let me know someone's there.
As I lay down tonight, hustler's dream on repeat,
Pray the streets keep my soul, 'til the Lord I shall meet.
Verse 2
Bricks on the block, every deal is a risk,
Life's about more than gold chains and a wrist flick.
Seen my homies go down, fall victim to the snare,
Street code in my veins, gotta move with due care.
Loyalty's the key, in a world so cold,
Got my crew by my side, watching stories unfold.
Lessons learned from the past, mistakes, no redo,
Eyes on the prize, success in my view.
Chorus
Lost in these streets, my burdens heavy to wear,
Send a sign from above, let me know someone's there.
As I lay down tonight, hustler's dream on repeat,
Pray the streets keep my soul, 'til the Lord I shall meet.
Bridge
All the pain, all the strife, makes us who we are,
From nothing to something, hustling hard, reaching far.
Gangsta tales, life's sales, every scar tells a story,
In the end, it's all for the glory.
Verse 3
From concrete jungles, rise kings and queens,
Where every move you make determines your means.
Living for today, tomorrow's never promised,
In the face of adversity, gotta stay the most honest.
Lace up my shoes, hit the streets with ambition,
Every decision, a calculated mission.
Through thick and thin, we rise and we fall,
In the world of the hustle, gotta give it your all.
Chorus
Lost in these streets, my burdens heavy to wear,
Send a sign from above, let me know someone's there.
As I lay down tonight, hustler's dream on repeat,
Pray the streets keep my soul, 'til the Lord I shall meet.
Outro
So, to the ones still in the grind, stay true,
Remember the roots, where you came from, your crew.
And as night takes the day, with hope we compete,
For another dawn, another hustle, life's bittersweet.
