Mulberry Street Moments - Judeo
Marble floors cold, dreams in my socks
Money in the air, smell it tick tick tocks
Mulberry Street where the Benz don't park
Diamonds on my wrist cutting shapes in the dark
Echoes in the hallway
Whispers from the past
Wishing I could bottle
Make them last
Mulberry Street
Where the time don't sleep
Where the grind runs deep
And the shadows creep
Mulberry Street
Golden light, bittersweet
Chasing highs, chasing dreams
R.I.P
Chef cooking heat, steam fogging the lens
Hustle on my breath, story never ends
Balcony view, I'm a king in my throne
But the city got a pulse that'll chill your bones
Street lights hum, they lullaby faint
A canvas of ambition painted over with paint
Clocking stuck but the 808 rolls
Buried in the rhythm, I'm a heart with no soul
Mulberry's a dream, Mulberry's a cage
Luxury's a script we keep flipping the page
Mulberry Street
Where the time don't sleep
Where the grind runs deep
And the shadows creep
Mulberry Street
Golden light, bittersweet
Chasing highs, chasing dreams
R.I.P
Moments fade but the echoes stay
Mulberry Street I'll return someday
Baseline heavy but the heart beat slow
Mulberry memories in the afterglow
