Hustle In Cold Streets | Rap Music 2025

Описание: [Verse 1]
Woke up to frost on the window pane,
Another day grindin’ through struggle and pain.
Pockets thin, but my heart stay thick,
Grew up in the cold, had to move real slick.
Ain’t no handouts, just hunger and hope,
Tryna climb up while they pullin’ the rope.
Feet on ice, but my soul stay warm,
Built for the storm, I was bred in the swarm.

[Chorus]
🎶 Hustle in cold streets, frost in my veins,
Dancin' with struggle, survivin' the rain.
Dreams in my chest, scars on my name,
But I keep movin’, I’m built for the game.
Life ain't fair, but I don’t retreat—
I hustle with fire in these cold streets. 🎶

[Verse 2]
Steel in my stare, pain in my lungs,
I speak with silence, I move with drums.
Ten toes down, can’t slip on ice,
Every risk I take got a double the price.
Fake smiles fade, but real ones stay,
Only the strong keep ghosts at bay.
I seen nights where the heat don’t come,
But I kept that fire burnin’ under my tongue.

[Chorus]
🎶 Hustle in cold streets, frost in my veins,
Dancin' with struggle, survivin' the rain.
Dreams in my chest, scars on my name,
But I keep movin’, I’m built for the game.
Life ain't fair, but I don’t retreat—
I hustle with fire in these cold streets. 🎶

[Verse 3]
They see the shine, not the ice I broke,
The pain I walked with, the pride I choked.
Every block had lessons I bled,
Every night I slept with doubt in my head.
Now I grind like time gon’ snap,
Cold winds blow, but I never crack.
Built from loss, raised on fear,
But I hustle like the crown is near.

[Final Chorus]
🎶 Hustle in cold streets, frost in my veins,
Dancin' with struggle, survivin' the rain.
Dreams in my chest, scars on my name,
But I keep movin’, I’m built for the game.
Life ain't fair, but I don’t retreat—
I hustle with fire in these cold streets. 🎶