Story 2

[Intro] Came from the mud now I’m risin with the flame, ain’t nobody gave me nothin had to carve my own lane. City full of snakes but I’m movin like a king, every scar on my skin just a badge that I bring. Nights cold stomach empty but the mind never weak, turned the hunger to a weapon every verse that I speak. Streets taught lessons money never could, every hustle I grind built me up like I should. [Verse 1] Started broke with a pocket full of loose change, now I’m cookin every beat watch me serve it like a food chain. Street cold heart froze but the mind never slept, dreams heavy like a safe I was grindin with the debt. Never beggin for respect I was takin what was mine, turned the struggle to a weapon ammunition in the rhyme. Enemies lurkin but my vision too wide, I was born in the fire I’m the smoke they can’t hide. No shortcut in the game every scar got a cost, still movin in silence never countin what I lost. Nights alone in the alley cold wind in my face, every block I walked left a story, left a trace. [Hook] It’s the grind that we live hustle deep in my veins, turn the dirt into gold turn the losses to gains. Ain’t no crown without pain ain’t no light without dark, from the bottom to the top now I’m leavin my mark. [Verse 2] I seen friends turn ghost loyalty gettin sold, fake smiles in the night tryna dig in my soul. But I’m armored with the bars every word like steel, ain’t no handouts here everything that I build is real. Mama told me keep faith streets taught me don’t trust, so I carry both lessons in my heart and my crust. Every setback a setup for the comeback scene, now I’m paintin dirty walls with a billionaire dream. Cold nights no heat I was writin with my breath, tryna warm up the pad while the city faced death. Learned to move in shadows, learned to read the code, every trap every corner every heavy load. [Hook] It’s the grind that we live hustle deep in my veins, turn the dirt into gold turn the losses to gains. Ain’t no crown without pain ain’t no light without dark, from the bottom to the top now I’m leavin my mark. [Verse 3] They want clout I want legacy we ain’t built the same, they want fame for a season I want history in my name. From the nights with no sleep to the mornings with no food, I was writin in the shadows just to master the mood. Now the beat bow down every speaker gon shake, I’m the storm in the system I’m the quake in the state. Ain’t no mercy in the jungle only lions survive, so I roar on the mic keep the hustle alive. Every doubt every laugh every word they denied, I was buildin skyscrapers with the stones they supplied. Every block every corner every trial in my way, I’m the king of my path and I came here to stay.