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Diamond Hustle 1 by Princess

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Diamond Hustle 1

hip hop,female vocals

0:002:39
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Scarred knuckles, diamond hustle — I turn setbacks into muscle. (Yeah)
[Verse — Double-time, 32 bars]
Scarred knuckles, subway tunnels, late-night plans and busted funnels,
Missed calls, voicemail battles, scholarship papers in my backpack rumble.
Beat-up sneakers, midnight speakers, mixing boards and two-dollar burgers,
Rent due, rent paid with repaid rage, I flip wounds into wagers.
Never froze, never sold, never fold my soul for a cold roll of paper,
Goals on gold, cold control, I reload, I roll — skyscraper caper.
City lights, cipher nights, I write fights into flight paths,
Phone on DND 'cause destiny's dialing, I gotta make my own math.
Haters tape my mistakes, I lace breaks with make-up lines,
Punchlines, punch clocks — I punch up my past, overtime mines.
From the subway platform to sold-out spots, I hustle the grid,
From unpaid dues to overdue checks, I embroidered my bid.
Name on the mailbox, name on the label — they said I was stable,
Till I tore up the table, re-laid every fable, rewired my cable.
Microphone scorch, mortar and brick — I build with syllable artillery,
Multisyllable miracles, flow clinical — lyrical surgery.
I don't chase clout, I chase counts, count stacks of small wins stacked,
Quarter dreams into quarters, spare change into soundtrack plaques.
No pity party, just pity-proof hustle — double shifts, double scripts,
I rhyme while they sleep, write while they eat, I harvest my crypts.
Punchline: heart hardened, but I learned to love my scars like medals,
When the city's cold shoulder shoved me, I wore it like heavy metal.
One-liners land like freight trains, I punch through plate glass ceilings,
My voice sells out venues before my bank account reads healing.
They measure me by missed calls, I measure me by missed naps,
I map stars with subway maps, I trap doubt in compost chaps.
Scholarship offers turned into offers I offered myself — equity,
I traded small trophies for large strategies, turned scarcity to legacy.
Every no's a note for the next flow, every closed door's a chorus,
I multiply losses into lessons — ledger's gonna show progress.
Run the board, run the night, run the beat till it confesses,
I socket lightning in the booth and wire hope to my practices.
Scarred knuckles, diamond hustle, this city taught me how to wrestle,
I press through pressure, press my name in the cement of the metro.
(Ad-libs: "Yeah!", "Check it!", "Let’s go!")
[Hook — Short, Punchy — 2 lines]
Unbreakable — I set records, not bend, not break (Unbreakable!)
I rise, I grind, I rewrite the stakes (Set records, don’t break!)
[Outro]
Clock out, crown on — one-minute anthem, lifetime marathon. (Unbreakable)
(Ad-libs: "Crown!", "Run it back!")
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