In the city where the dollars dance,
Money flows, a wild romance,
Tariffs rise, a heavy toll,
Inflation's grip, it takes its roll.

Up-beat rhythms, we hustle and strive,
Chasing dreams, keeping hopes alive,
Coins clink, a symphony of trade,
In this market, fortunes are made.

Prices soar, but spirits stay high,
We navigate the lows, reach for the sky,
With every challenge, we find our way,
In the beat of the hustle, we seize the day.

So let the tariffs come, let inflation rise,
We'll adapt, we'll thrive, under open skies,
In the pulse of the economy, we find our beat,
Together we rise, never face defeat.