[Intro: Drum Machine Beat, Bouncing Synth Bass] [Laid back] I'mma do the damn thang... You can watch me do it right now tho. [Chorus: Melodic Delivery with Gang Vocal Ad-libs] Don't rush me, 'cause I'm stayin' on track I got the LIDAR runnin' from the front to the back (Say what?) It's like a hustle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep my pockets butter and from goin' under It's like a bustle sometimes, it keeps me smilin' Cruisin' with the Mack semi while the green keeps pilin' Ah-huh-huh-huh-huh It's like a hustle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep my pockets butter and from goin' under Huh, ah-huh-huh-huh-huh [Verse 1: 1982 electro-funk hip hop, heavy resonant bass-baritone male MC, declamatory oratorical delivery, deep booming chest voice, gritty raw delivery, theatrical rhythmic cadence, vintage dynamic microphone, analog preamp warmth, dry upfront vocal mix, no autotune, 98 bpm, funky syncopated synth bass, DMX drums subtle vintage EMT 140 plate reverb, warm analog tape saturation, crisp high-mid presence, no autotune Melodic 80s Storytelling Flow] A driver logs in with a meditative, peaceful, sound mind Never touched the trap weed and crack but it tried to grab me from behind The sun comes up on the city so wide Locked and loaded for the route, takin' a smooth safe ride Used to sit and wonder how to beat that bad fate Keep the rent and bills paid, hopin' it ain't late Lookin' at the street corners with much disarray Wonderin' how to make a clean, hustle buck today I seen my family, yeah, lots of good peeps Chasin' all the fast bucks down in the deeps Dealers and the takers, fast money-makers Street corner scammers and the daily Bay to breakers Peddlin' the smoke and the powder and the pills Riskin' every single thing just to pay a few bills No more hustlin', scramblin', or roof-less gamblin' No desperate schemes, who'd ridin' or midnight ramblin' I said, "I might not be slick, but I follow the rule Gonna master new tech and hone my new tool" Self-employed now, leavin' that dark void Ridin' real smooth, never stressed or annoyed Autonomous fleet, steady rollin' on the grid Look at what a solid set of work habits did! Got the Cozy cuffs, no sirens, no lock on a cell No stress on the edge with a cryptic story to tell Got the cameras on the roof and the screen shinin' bright Digital mapping lockin' into the night Take my foot off the pedal, let the system take care, stealth mode down the avenue, breathin' clean air Makin' some pay, keepin' roof overhead Livin' with a smile and an easy road ahead Now the radio plays that sweet-sweet, smooth song how we do it right all day long, so... [Chorus: Full Soulful Hook] Don't rush me, 'cause I'm stayin' on track I got the LIDAR runnin' from the front to the back Ah-huh-huh-huh-huh It's like a hustle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep my pockets butter and from goin' under Huh, ah-huh-huh-huh-huh It's like a bustle sometimes, it keeps me smilin' Cruisin' with the Mack semi while the green keeps pilin' [Outro Skit: Casual Conversational Dialogue, Fading Bassline] Yo, you see that sensor spinning on top? Yeah man, mapping out the whole block. Yo, route is clear all the way downtown. Cool, no traffic jams, no breaking down. So what's the plan when the shift is done? Cash out the deposit, we already won. No drama, no sirens, just a smooth clean run. [Fade Out] [End]
