Lyrics

[INTRO]
Yeah, yo, it’s a cold world out here
Sometimes you gotta learn to hustle,
Sometimes you gotta learn to be alone.

[VERSE 1]
White boy from the block, grew up in the system,
Dream was to break free, but reality got him twisted,
Money made quick, but the price was steep,
Chasing dreams by day, buried secrets in the deep.
Had a good heart, but the trust turned to rust,
Fake friends all around, yeah, it’s hard to adjust.
Everyone wants a piece, but who’s really real?
When loyalty fades, it’s a cut you can feel.
Mom passed too soon, left him searching for light,
Family so concerned with their own image, what a fight.
Blood ain’t thicker than the ties that he’s built,
Hustlers and dreamers, they understand the guilt.

[CHORUS]
He’s hustling hard, and he’s standing alone,
In a cold world, made of bricks and stone.
Respect on the street, but his heart’s grown cold,
Searching for comfort, but this life takes a toll.
(Searching for comfort, but this life takes a toll.)

[VERSE 2]
Fighting through the shadows, battling despair,
Every choice he made left wounds hard to bear.
Jail time gave wisdom, yeah, he played the game,
But the cost of the hustle, man, it’s never the same.
Echoes of laughter from the ones that misled,
Gold bricks sparkle, but they’re heavy with dread.
The few he calls brothers, they’re the strength in his soul,
When the weight of the world tries to swallow him whole.
Hustling for a future, in a past he can't shake,
Building a life, though it feels like a heartache.

[CHORUS]
He’s hustling hard, and he’s standing alone,
In a cold world, made of bricks and stone.
Respect on the street, but his heart’s grown cold,
Searching for comfort, but this life takes a toll.
(Searching for comfort, but this life takes a toll.)

[BRIDGE]
The shadows of the past, they whisper his name,
But he’s rewriting the story, he’s breaking the frame.
In the mirror, he sees a man forged in fire,
With