the grind

Yeah…

Ain’t nobody gonna hand it to me.

Locked in.

Started with a dream, now I’m chasing every inning,

They doubted from the jump, but they never saw the vision.

Head down, work hard, I don’t care about attention,

Every loss taught lessons, every scar built ambition.

Wake up, sun down, yeah, I’m putting in the hours,

Pressure make diamonds, so I’m growing through the power.

If they sleep on me, let ‘em keep taking naps,

I’ma turn the whispers into stadium claps.

I don’t need luck, I just need time,

Every single setback sharpened my grind.

Ten toes down, never folding under pressure,

I’m chasing greatness, nothing less than forever.

I’m locked in, I ain’t taking no breaks,

Built for the pressure, built for the stakes.

Every swing, every rep, every bruise, every scar,

I’ma keep on working ’til they know who we are.

Locked in, yeah, the mission don’t stop,

Started from the bottom, now I’m aiming for the top.

If you got a dream, better guard it with your soul,

’Cause nobody else can carry you to your goal.

Haters throw shade, but the sun still shining,

Every single season, I’m forever redefining.

Failure ain’t the end, it’s a page in the story,

You don’t earn the crown without fighting for the glory.

Look me in my eyes, tell me I can’t do it,

Watch me prove ‘em wrong every time I get into it.

Heart over hype, I ain’t chasing no fame,

I just want my family screaming out my name.

When the lights come on, I’m ready every night.

Work while they watch.

Stay humble.

Stay hungry.

Stay locked in.