Street Dreams

Born in the cracks where the streetlights gleam,

Chasing big stacks, living out a pipe dream.

Chains heavy, soul light, hunger extreme,

Life’s a chessboard, every move's supreme.

Street dreams, where the concrete breathes,

Truths cut deep, leave hearts to grieve.

Hustle till dawn, got tricks up my sleeve,

Make it or break it, no time to reprieve.

Spitting fire, I’m the dragon of the block,

Turn dust to gold, got the Midas touch in stock.

Clock’s ticking loud, no time to unlock,

They sleeping on me, I’m the nightmare they forgot.

Grime in my veins, I’m the son of the grind,

Every corner’s a maze, every path redesigned.

Echoes of the sirens, got me losing my mind,

But I’m built for this, diamonds in the dirt confined.

Foes in the shadows, friends in disguise,

Snakes in the grass, can’t believe my own eyes.

Eyes on the prize, can’t let the dream die,

Rising from the ashes, aiming for the sky.

Street dreams, where the concrete breathes,

Truths cut deep, leave hearts to grieve.

Hustle till dawn, got tricks up my sleeve,

Make it or break it, no time to reprieve.