Neuronchaser. Keep Ya Head Up
Walkin' through the market, whispers in the alleys.
Ca$h in hand, dream$$$ float through Cali valley$$$.
Two weeks broke. Livin' on scraps and hustles.
Market don't care, just another prey in its tussles.
Deals in the shadows, eager eyes always watchin'
Money talks loud, ain't no room for talkin'
Street dreams costly, hustlin' ain't for playin'
Market's heartless. No love. No betrayin'
How much ya dream worth? Dollars or the pain?
Strugglin’ just to make it, runnin’ through the rain.
Ain’t no love in this game, just survival and gain.
Market ain’t your friend. Neither foe in this lane.
Voices in the dark - > echoes of the past.
Livin' day to day, gotta make that money last.
Promises ain't worth nothin' if ya pockets light.
Market’s view: just another face in sight.
Ju$t bu$ine$$$... They $ay, ain’t nothing per$nl.
Every move critical... surviving always radical.
Money's the dream, the goal and the grind.
Keep ya head up! Don't get left behind.
Feast or famine, the hustle never sleeps.
Market beast prowls, sharp and steep.
Two weeks without cash... Feel the hunger bite!
Strivin’ for a future, battlin’ every night.
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