Street Dreams

[Verse] Used to trod the street, pockets empty, nothin' swish Church bells callin', momma hollerin', "Kwaku, come relish this dish" Tell her, "Nah, gotta hustle, ain't got time to sit" Fed on dreams, fast schemes, ain't no chapel solace fit [Verse 2] Schooldays numbered, clocked my vibe disheveled Threads ain't polished, teachers see me and tremble Sayin' I'm a puzzle, can't juggle, my attire disarray But I'm steady buildin', brick by brick, paper mache [Chorus] Street dreams, hustlin' the block for a slice Mom's voice echo, but I gotta roll the dice Schooldays fadin', future hazy but bright Every step, every breath, illuminatin' the night [Verse 3] Bread crumbs on the pavement, stackin' coins at dusk Each shadow whisper tales of risks, ain't no trust Breakin' molds, clothing souls in ambition's cloak From alley blues to skyline views, on aspirations we provoke [Bridge] Mom's prayer linger like a halo 'round my grind Church bells distant, but their chime remain aligned Backpacks full of dreams, ain't no chalk-dusted gold From class dismissals to street initials, story unfold [Chorus] Street dreams, hustlin' the block for a slice Mom's voice echo, but I gotta roll the dice Schooldays fadin', future hazy but bright Every step, every breath, illuminatin' the night