In the city where dreams are made, concrete jungle's gettin' paid
Through the maze of skyscrapers, where the hustle never fades
Neon lights shimmer bright, at the heart of the night
Stackin' paper, chasin' dreams, grindin' till the morning light
Everything moves at a rapid pace, in this urban race
Got the hustle in my veins, a fire I embrace
From the Bronx to the boroughs, it's a gritty soundtrack
Crazy streets, hustlers meet, makin' stacks on stacks
In the city of concrete where the dreams come true
From the hustle and the grind, to the boulevards and avenues
From Wall Street wolves to the corner hustlers
Every day a battle, every moment a struggle