Silent Hustle

Yeah, chasing that dream, alone in the night

Building my empire, under city lights

From nothing to everything, my own fight

This is my story, ignite the fight

Started young, just a kid at thirteen

Eyes on the prize, visions unseen

No bad childhood, just mental haze

Anxiety heavy, lost in the maze

Kept to myself, a lone wolf in the pack

Heard old voices, said I’d fall flat

Doubted by many, but I stayed on track

Broke the chains, never looked back

From grams to pounds, I flipped it all

In this game of life, I stood tall

Made my first mill at sixteen

Living that hustle, seen and unseen

Chasing money, building my throne

In this empire, all on my own

Chicago nights, I hold the crown

Lone wolf, never backing down

Mercedes S500, fifty-five, I aimed high

Dreams of the 50 Cent, touch the sky

White boy in the hustle, eyes on the prize

They doubted, I thrived, I survived

Flip pounds, stacking hundreds in my sleep

Forty-five, I sowed, then I reap

Fighting for respect, while I stay discreet

In this concrete jungle, I’m elite

From grams to pounds, I flipped it all

In this game of life, I stood tall

Made my first mill at sixteen

Living that hustle, seen and unseen

Chasing money, building my throne

In this empire, all on my own

Chicago nights, I hold the crown

Lone wolf, never backing down

No need for friends, I got my lane

Self-made boss, felt the pain

Mental battles, stayed sane

In the darkness, I found my fame

So I chase that paper, never quit

Empire built, step by step, bit by bit

Lone wolf’s call, in my soul it hits

This is my life—limitless and lit