[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Clutch with the vision, I bag ’em like groceries
Money keep stackin’, I’m lost in the dopamine
Hustle got me buzzin’, adrenaline rushin’
Shawty’s on my line, but I still keep ’em blushin’
Told her, “Pull up, baby, see how I’m livin’”
Look around, gold frames—yes, this how we winnin’
No overnight—sweat and tears in the business
Flow so potent, they bite it like beginners
I’m in high gear, appetite massive
They ask if I’m done? Nah, I’m just gettin’ active
Free smoke, free game—watch the lane that you’re passin’
My mind is a fortress, your verse just a fraction
Need my crib, my whip, my style unstoppable
Vault full of hits, expansions are probable
Shawty said she dance, but I see that she cappin’
I show her the hustle—pimpin’ stays on the track, man

[Chorus]
We livin’ different, we hustle different, that’s just how it go
No time for gimmicks, we buildin’ kingdoms, watch these blessings flow
(Die Mondez)
Keep it authentic, we never timid, always on our toes
We set the pace, you best keep distance—we the next to blow

[Interlude]
“He wore the boldest fits—Dickies, bandannas,
Tatted up from the sleeves to the manners.
But it wasn’t just the image, it was the self-belief.
They stood in awe, craving that kind of relief.
He taught ’em: love yourself first, that’s the key.”

[Verse 2]
My entrance dramatic, the vibe’s cinematic
Switchin’ positions like yoga gymnastics
Smokin’ the loud pack, tension elastic
They shiver—epileptic—when we clash with tactics
Been the flame since day one, my legacy savage
They talkin’ big game, but they hustle is average
Got flows like gold bars, your talk is a blank check
I’m sniffin’ out fakes, watch ’em drown in regret
Art in my genes—an inherited vantage
Your pen can’t compete, break a sweat just to manage
Chef in the kitchen, I whip up the difference
Authentic from jump, you a fleeting existence
Hush-hush livin’, no trace on location
Posted in backrooms, I move with innovation
We in the end zone, your pass incomplete
Chains on me heavy, got freedom in every link

[Outro]
“Remember that theme from Cheers? Where they know your name,
A daily warmth in the place, that spark in the flame.
But illusions fade quick when the night takes its turn,
Bull’s-eye on my back—my decisions to learn.
Found myself stuck in the lust for acclaim,
With pride, power, respect—still it never felt the same.
This hustle hits different—no time for the fake.
We forging our path, every step that we take.
It’s different, yeah, always been different…
Now watch how we elevate, watch how we shift it.”

(Beat fades out)

Hip-hop/Rap