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Hustle & Heart — Never Fold 1 by Arun

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Hustle & Heart — Never Fold 1

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:53
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Yeah — that streetwise swagger, cold nights and bright fights
Lights flick the corner store, payphone buzz, we grind
[Verse 1] (12 bars)
Third-floor apartment, window fog, mama hums the radio low
Bills on the table, inked numbers, still I lace my Chucks and go
Neon bodega sign, corner stoop where dreams meet concrete
Pocket change and a paper plan, heartbeat sync to the street
I learned to count blessings between subway screech and sirens
Cookin' courage on a stovetop of old disappointments and diamonds
Enemies whisper, they study my pattern, mimic my stride
I keep a poker face, cold cash tucked where truth and pride collide
Paid my dues in overtime, in midnight vows and hollow plates
Turned an old hoodie into armor, stitched ambition to the waist
Multi-syllable moves — break the math, bend the plot, stack the art
Pulse steady: I trade fear for focus — hustle and heart
[Chorus] (Mantra — repeat, short & sticky)
Hustle and heart — never fold, never part
Hustle and heart — never fold, never part
[Verse 2] (14 bars)
Curbside sermons, corner preachers selling fate by the hour
I study blueprints on a napkin, ambition blooming like a flower
Mama's locket, a faded photo, says, "Keep your feet on the ground"
So I run skyscraper dreams from a cabbed route through this town
Shotgun silence in the whip, the radio plays our scars
I flip the script — late checks to chief seats and bright marquees and bars
Opps chatter static, but I move in chess, not in clanging noise
My ledger's grown respect; my silence is a loaded choice
Concrete jungle taught me cadence — timing, hunger, the art
From stoop to stage, we polish scars and sell the spark
No hollow lines — every bar's a ledger entry, signed and sharp
I breathe streetlight gospel, keep the flame, protect the heart
[Chorus] (Mantra)
Hustle and heart — never fold, never part
Hustle and heart — never fold, never part
[Bridge] (Turning point — visceral image)
Burnt rent notice under one lamp, mama's prayer pinned with tape
A postcard from a future me folded neat inside a taped-up crate
I watched the cold rain make a halo on the mailbox that night
Turned my hunger into steel, stepped up into the light
[Chorus] (Mantra — build)
Hustle and heart — never fold, never part
Hustle and heart — never fold, never part
[Outro]
Keep it gritty, keep it real — let the ad-libs echo in the dark
Hustle and heart — we write our names where the streetlights spark
(Ad-lib: yeah, never fold — keep pushin', keep shinin')
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