[Verse]
Pain drips slow, syrup on the timeline
Echoes in the hallway, lost in my own shrine
Mirror cracked, reflections of my past crimes
Hunger in my chest, devoured by the grind
Paved roads scarred, hands stained with the hustle
World's a muscle, stretched thin, no rebuttal
The weight of gold heavy, soul's locked in a scuffle
Success whispers low, soft as a muffled chuckle
[Prechorus]
They told me climb, so I scaled the thorns
Hands bled red, but a king is born
[Chorus]
Thorns and crowns, can't separate the two
Pain and success, they bleed the same hue
Walked through fire, now the sky feels blue
But the ash on my heart still sticks like glue
[Verse 2]
Late nights, plotting with shadows as my crew
Dreams so big, even nightmares grew
Tears in the ink, every line's my truth
Built my own wings, now I soar past roofs
Money stacks high, but my lows stay deeper
The reaper’s my friend, he’s a secret keeper
Whispers in my ear, told me don’t be weaker
I turned my wounds to verses, became a speaker