Hustle to a Legend

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Hustle to a Legend

Francis Gabriel · 1 play

trap drill rap, street life, hustle, path to legend, gritty, intense, male vocals

Lyrics

Intro

Skrrt, skrrt, ayy, yuh

Light the match, watch the ledger flip, uh

(Heh, heh)

Verse

Came up from a stoop where the sun don't pay rent, ayy

Pocket full of small checks, mind on investments, ayy

Mama prayed for a ladder, I built a elevator, yeah

Step on the gas when the opps see the paper, uh

We move like chess not checkers, kings never panic, nah

Street taught calculus — count wins, subtract panic, yeah

Late nights with the cold light, no sleep 'til it's ours (no sleep)

Friends turned to ghosts when the trim turned to scars (they ghost)

I was stitching up the ledger with a thread made of grit

Everybody want the shine but not the stitch or the pit

We flip ink into currency, hustle turned alchemy, ayy

Watch me write my name where the blocks used to bury me (watch)

No fairy tales, just bail bonds and code on my phone

I send love to the ones that rode when the phones left me alone (ride)

Learned to smile through the sirens, smile through the raids

Legends build empires out of rubble and raids, uh

Talk cheap where I come from — talk too much, doors close

Silence is a weapon, silence keep my doors closed (shh)

My team got scars like trophies, we rep what it cost

We pay in lessons, we pay in sweat, we never pay loss

(Yeah, yuh, ayy, skrrt)

Pre-chorus

Night taught me patience, day taught the grind

Scratch for the name, carve it in time, uh

No sympathy for lines you never crossed

We count wins by the weight of the boss

Chorus

Hustle to a legend, hustle to a legend, hustle to a legend, hustle to a legend (ayy, ayy)

Hustle to a legend, hustle to a legend, hustle to a legend, hustle to a legend (yuh, yuh)

Verse

I got chapters in my knuckles, stories in the scars

Every loss was tuition, every night was a class

Cops keep watch but the block keep a pulse, we move in the gaps

We speak in low tones, high stakes, silent contracts (shh)

Money talk in corners where the ceiling almost caved

We learned how to pivot, pivot made the path paved

From stoop to a coupe to the roof with my name (my name)

From orange tags on the fit to my face on the frames (frames)

They said timing wasn't mine, I stole it like rent (stole it)

Turned a quarter into a house, yeah, that was the intent

No luck, just leverage, pressure made the diamond, ayy

I keep the circle small and the verdict is timeless, uh

Enemies got mouths but the streets got ears

So I whisper in moves, count my blessings like gears

We grind like a ritual, posture like generals (bow)

We don't flex without proof, receipts and decimals (receipts)

I paid dues in sweat but I cash out in calm (cash out)

I traded nights for a future where my kids never walk wrong

So when y'all chant my name, know there's depth in the echo

I built from the bottom where the sun cut the ghetto

(Heh, skrrt, ayy, yuh)

Pre-chorus

Lessons in the ledger, lessons in the mud

We eat the cold rain then we pray for the sun (we pr

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