Stand on that

Came from the mud, no silver or gold,

Just pain in my chest and the weight that I hold.

I ain't switch for the fame, I ain't sell for the shine,

Kept it real with my crew, every step, every line.

They was ghostin’, I was postin’,

While they cappin', I was coastin'.

All that fake love? I ghost it—

Loyal ones? Yeah, I toast it.

Put my word on the line, I don’t lie for a check,

If you ain’t talkin’ facts, better show s Twelve years deep, still movin’ with pride,

Got pain in my pen and some truth in my stride.

Ain’t no cap in my text, no snakes in my grass,

I see through the fake like a shattered glass.

Yo, I walk with the weight of the ones who believed,

They doubted my path, but I still achieved.

I’m a young king, preachin’ real with a purpose,

Talk behind my back? Nah, that’s coward service.

I got fam not by blood, but they loyal to the bone,

And they roll when I call, even when I’m alone.

I ain’t lookin’ for a handout, just stayin’ awake,

‘Cause real ones hustle — we never fake.

ome respect.

I'm the storm in the calm, the fire in the frost,

Stay true to my circle, no matter