Big city lights

→....←....↑....↓....↗....↘ →...←...↑...↓...↗...↘ →..←..↑..↓..↗..↘ →.←.↑.↓.↗.↘ (drum bit) (drum bit) (drum bit) (scratching vinyl) (scratching vinyl) (aggressive male voice) [Hook] 🎵 Gold in my dreams, yeah, the path runs deep, Out the shadows, where the fog don’t sleep. We play the streets, where the stakes run steep, Golden hustle, baby, that’s the crown I keep. 🎵 [Verse 1:] Every day’s a chessboard, I’m makin’ my move, Settin’ goals, but all I hear is the streets’ groove. My city’s concrete, my fate’s set in stone, From ashes to riches, now I sit on my throne. Echoes of Biggie bump loud in my headphones, Who said the top ain't a place we could call home? Move with the rhythm, keep my soul intact, Dreams burnin’ in the skyline, ain’t no lookin’ back. Yo, every block’s my crib, the pulse runs wild, Like magnets, success got us locked in the style. Skyscrapers gleamin’, but I’m reachin’ beyond, I’m in this for the long run, keepin’ my bond. [Hook:] 🎵 Gold in my dreams, yeah, the path runs deep, Out the shadows, where the fog don’t sleep. We play the streets, where the stakes run steep, Golden hustle, baby, that’s the crown I keep. 🎵 [Bridge:] 🎵 Step by step, yeah, my bassline thump, You know I’m grindin’ hard, this life ain’t slump. Came from nothin’, now I’m countin’ my lumps, My story’s like a ladder, risin’ outta the dumps. 🎵 (drum bit) (drum bit) (drum bit) (scratching vinyl) (scratching vinyl) [Verse 2:] Boom bap hittin’ hard, it’s my answer to life, Came up out the dark, now I’m sharp as a knife. They said, “Dreams on the block, boy, that’s too high a price,” Now I’m teachin’ all the youngins how to roll them dice. Pockets gettin’ heavy, but I’m keepin’ my mind, Money’s in my reach, but my truth stays aligned. Every word I spit’s like a key to the chains, This game runs deep, like the blood in my veins. Move with me, homie, if you feelin’ this flow, Let the world know your grind, let your hustle show. Gold shines bright, but I’m more than the gleam, Name etched in the stars, livin’ out my dream. [Hook:] 🎵 Gold in my dreams, yeah, the path runs deep, Out the shadows, where the fog don’t sleep. We play the streets, where the stakes run steep, Golden hustle, baby, that’s the crown I keep. 🎵 (drum bit) (drum bit) (drum bit) (scratching vinyl) (scratching vinyl) [Outro:] 🎵 This road’s long, but it’s mine to claim, Takin’ what’s mine, success runs through my veins. Gold in our hearts, yeah, we rise through the flame, Brooklyn’s finest, forever changin’ the game. 🎵 (drum bit) (drum bit) (scratching vinyl) (scratching vinyl) [END]