[Intro]
Streets echo with my momma's hustle
Pots clanging, fabric rustling
Every dirham earned with muscle
This ain't no fairytale, just surviving
[Verse 1]
Started counting coins before I learned my ABCs
Watching papa's hands turn raw in the factory
Hay Mohammadi nights, street lights flickering
While rich kids sleep, we out here bickering
Time is money? Nah, time's all we got
When your pockets empty but your dreams are hot
Started from the bottom, still at the f*cking bottom
But my spirit's rising like the morning adhān
[Chorus]
24/7, no time to rest
Chasing paper through the concrete mess
Mama's cooking, papa's sweat
This hustle's all we gonna get
(Yeah, this hustle's all we gonna get)
[Verse 2]
Designer dreams but knockoff reality
Stack of bills growing like a f*cking fatality
They say work hard, you'll make it someday
But they never lived where the real wolves play
Every beat's a heartbeat, every clap's a prayer
Learned survival from the streets that never care
Young blood running through these ancient veins
While they count profits, we counting pain
[Bridge]
Hay Mohammadi taught me well
Heaven's high but we live in hell
Time slips through like desert sand
While we're hustling in no man's land
[Outro]
Still hear mama's pots clanging in my dreams
Still feel papa's tired hands, or so it seems
This beat's for every kid who never sleeps
'Cause tomorrow's bread won't earn itself in peace