[Intro]
Footsteps on the cracked concrete, neon halo nights
Three shadows, one route: we hustle through the light
JoRVY HErDY, El Boy Vega, Stone in the frame
Dreams in our pockets, but the city knows our name
[Verse 1]
JoRVY in the mirror, charting streets like maps
Every setback a teacher, every scar a class
El Boy Vega pushing limits, never talkin’ gray
We trade doubts for fuel, push dawn to break of day
Stone keeps the rhythm when the sirens start to sing
Loyalty is a compass when the walls close in
[Pre-Chorus]
If the skyline is a canvas, we’re painting with worn hands
We’re chasing a tomorrow that keeps slipping through the sand
[Chorus]
We rise from the curb where our stories began
Ambition in our pockets, hope in empty hands
Through grit and grit again, we stand tall and brave
Friendship’s the engine that keeps us from the grave
[Verse 2]
Stone says, “Hold the line, even when dreams collide”
Vega counters with a joke, warmth in the hard times
JoRVY signs a new vow, a map drawn in dust
Growth comes slow, but trust is forged in the rust
The city breathes heavy, but we breathe back in kind
We learn that love and loyalty are harder to find
[Pre-Chorus]
If the horizon flickers, we chase it with grit and grace
We’re building a future while dodging the chase of fate
[Chorus]
We rise from the curb where our stories began
Ambition in our pockets, hope in empty hands
Through grit and grit again, we stand tall and brave
Friendship’s the engine that keeps us from the grave
[Bridge]
Under streetlamp halos, we rewrite the road
Beneath the skyline’s echo, we carry each other’s code
When doubt shadows the corner, we share the load
Together we grow, we shoulder the heavy load
[Chorus]
We rise from the curb where our stories began
Ambition in our pockets, hope in empty hands
Through grit and grit again, we stand tall and brave
Friendship’s the engine that keeps us from the grave
[Outro]
So here’s to the journey, the odds we won’t forget
To JoRVY, Vega, Stone—our names on every bet
We walk through the city, wiser with every stride
Dreams in our pockets, found in each other’s eyes
