Thomas the RD

[Verse] It's Thomas the RD, let me tell you my tale, Daddy was a hustler, never let us fail, Teejay project crips, he was out on the grind, Bustin' hella licks, always money on his mind. [Verse 2] Surrounded by the chaos, in the city’s depths, Never needed favors, always earned respect, Pop's legacy strong, etched into my soul, Living in this jungle, gotta play the role. [Chorus] Run the streets like a marathon, never back down, Hustle hard, stay sharp, kings without crowns, Legacy of hustle, passing down the torch, In the game of life, spark up the porch. [Verse 3] Mama worked hard too, double shifts at the store, Kept the fam together, couldn't ask for more, Life lessons learned, every single night, In the fight for survival, gotta do it right. [Verse 4] Raised in the rough, not afraid to get dirty, Street savvy grind, strong by thirty, Dreams bigger than the blocks we roamed, In the concrete jungle, we're carving our own. [Bridge] Echoes of the hustle, resonating loud, Crowns in the ghetto, wear 'em tall, wear 'em proud, Generations strong, buildin' from the dust, In the streets we trust, hustlers we adjust.