Born in the struggle, raised on the grind,
Every day's a hustle, every moment, a find.
From dawn till dusk, we toil and strive,
For our dreams, our families, we keep the drive alive.

Hustle hard, grind every day,
We rise up, we find our way.
Struggles real, but we strive to thrive,
For our people, we stay alive.

In the concrete jungle, we plant our seeds,
With sweat on our brows, we tend to our needs.
Against all odds, we refuse to fall,
For our future, our legacy, we stand tall.

Hustle hard, grind every day,
We rise up, we find our way.
Struggles real, but we strive to thrive,
For our people, we stay alive.

From the fields to the streets, our labor shows,
In the face of adversity, our resilience grows.
With every step forward, we break the chains,
For our people, our spirit, forever reigns.

Hustle hard, grind every day,
We rise up, we find our way.
Struggles real, but we strive to thrive,
For our people, we stay alive.