Eyes wide grip tight, hands on the wheel
Chasing dreams through the night where the shadows feel
Nightmares creeping, but the truth I reveal
Only me can hold me back—it’s the coldest deal
Dreaming with eyes wide open, streets ain't fake
Chasing light through the dark, decisions I take
Can't catch a dream if demons out here awake
So I handle my biz, for my own damn sake
Self-made, self-paid, keep my pockets robust
Nightmares whisper wrong moves, I tell 'em it's sus
A thousand lies in the game, but my soul I trust
Only chains that hold me down are the ones I dust
No saviors coming from the sky, just me and my grind
Clock ticking, life's dirty—ain't no rewind
Dreams ain't handed, I wrestle 'em to the bind
Handle business like a champ, heavy hustle defined
Grit painted on my boots, talk real—no bluff
Swamps in my blood, but the climb still rough
Razor-sharp ambition, my armor ain't tough
But my will gon' hold when the night's gettin' rough
Dreaming with eyes wide open, streets ain't fake
Chasing light through the dark, decisions I take
Can't catch a dream if demons out here awake
So I handle my biz, for my own damn sake,poet's got receipts I don't fake the funk ain't no fake ,wake shake n bake dropping song after song Ghost writing collaborating with others, there's only one that can hold one down in life and that is one's self,one can't catch a dream chasing nightmares,take care of business and pleasure is sure to follow dropping bombs,song after song, ghost writing collaboratin with others,cant be held down poet's got receipts paid in full,one can't catch a dream chasing nightmares
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