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Hustle Chronicles — Never Fold 1 by Dominic

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Hustle Chronicles — Never Fold 1

Drill,male vocals

0:003:05
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Corner light flickers, hustlin' past midnight
Phone buzzin', two missed calls — blue glow in my sight
Sirens hum slow, block breathin' shallow and tight
We move like ghosts, gettin' rich off the night
[Verse 1]
Corner light flickers, sneakers on warmed pavement
Laundry day cash, folded in a grocery payment
Tray of chairs on the stoop, old man nods in agreement
We plan in whispers, cold code, quiet achievement
Trash bag full of dreams, some stitched with a rumor
Watchful cats on the fence, eyes cut through the gloom, bruh
Mindset frozen, ain't no stoppin' me — I maneuver
Triple-time steps, slide the 808 under the room, bruh
Brick walls, mail slots, names crossed off the list
Neighbors sleepin' heavy while we grind for the gist
Pressure made diamonds, pressure made fists
From late file folders to the profit that we lift
[Pre-Chorus]
Heartbeat syncopates with the hi-hat tick
Tension climbs, breath held, move quick, real slick
One lane, one shot, no tickets for the timid
We count in decimals, silent but vivid
[Chorus]
Hustle Chronicles — never fold, never fold
Stack cold, move bold — ayy, never fold
(Call-and-response ad-lib: "Never fold!" — "Never fold!")
[Post-Chorus]
Skrrt, slide — ayy, loud on the low
Said it once, we live it, on repeat — let it blow
[Verse 2]
Midnight council, windows fog, plans on the table
Old scars mapped like routes from when we weren't able
Now suits pressed under hoodies, blessings turned cable
I count children’s laughter when I count my label
Enemies whisperin' — they study my pattern
I study my losses, stitch lessons to a banner
From stoop to storefront, caught between the grammar
Now headlines whisper, but my soul keeps the clamor
Pain turned currency, pain bought my nerve
Every setback was a class, every fall was a curve
I rose with the 808, cold glide on the swerve
Triumph tastes silent, sweeter than the reserve
[Bridge]
Never fold, never fold — say it to the cold wind
Never sold my soul — just the ticket to win
Vulnerability under armor, heart carved in tin
We bleed for each brick, every brick is kin
(Ad-lib echo: "Ayy! Hustle! Hustle!")
[Chorus]
Hustle Chronicles — never fold, never fold
Stack cold, move bold — ayy, never fold
(Call-and-response ad-lib: "Never fold!" — "Never fold!")
[Outro]
Corner light flickers, but we brighter than dawn
From paper routes to headlines, from dusk to bomb
Drill pulse, sliding 808 — heartbeat drawn
Hustle Chronicles, we rise — scars worn like bronze
Forever grind, forever told — never fold, never fold
(Last ad-lib: "Ayy! Uh! Never fold!")
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