Gold in my veins

They said the odds were stacked.
They said the road was too long.
But I never needed a map—just the fire in my chest.
Because when you’ve got purpose…
You don’t stop. You elevate.


We rise like the sunrise, no fear in our eyes,
Built from the struggle, now we’re touching the sky.
Dreams in our pocket, fire in our soul,
We don’t break, we evolve—we were made for the gold.
Yeah, the storm made us stronger, the nights taught us grace,
Now we move like believers, born to run this race.
No chains, just courage, no losses, just gains,
I’ve got fire in my spirit and gold in my veins.


I came from a place where the lights don’t glow,
Where dreams get silenced and hope runs low.
Every “no” that I heard put a scar on my name,
But I turned it to ink—now the world knows my flame.
Late nights, no dinner, just beats in my mind,
Writing rhymes in the dark while the world stayed blind.
They told me “stay quiet,” I learned how to roar,
Now I’m breaking through ceilings, not knocking on doors.
See, you don’t need permission when the fire is real,
When your vision’s so sharp, it can cut through steel.
They don’t teach this grind, it was born in the fight,
I built myself from the shadows and stepped into the light.


You feel that?
That’s the sound of every “you can’t” turning into “I did.”
Every tear becoming a trophy.
Every failure forging the future.


We rise like the sunrise, no fear in our eyes,
Built from the struggle, now we’re touching the sky.
Dreams in our pocket, fire in our soul,
We don’t break, we evolve—we were made for the gold.
Yeah, the storm made us stronger, the nights taught us grace,
Now we move like believers, born to run this race.
No chains, just courage, no losses, just gains,
I’ve got fire in my spirit and gold in my veins.


Had holes in my shoes, now I’m stepping in fate,
Used to doubt every move, now I’m owning my place.
I’ve been broke in the pocket but rich in the will,
Stacked scars like trophies, each moment a skill.
People doubted my roots ‘cause I didn’t look right,
But I rose from the ground like a flower through night.
I wasn’t made in a lab, I was shaped in the street,
From the silence of pain to the power of speech.
My journey ain’t pretty, but it’s real as it gets,
I’ve been counted out more times than I’d like to admit.
But I never let fear wear the crown of my mind,
I just sharpened my focus and kept chasing the climb.


Now I’m breathing that rare air, standing on dreams,
From the dirt to the stars, nothing's out of my reach.
I remember the days I was begging for light,
Now I shine like a beacon, a fire in flight.
I don’t flex for the gram, I grind for the cause,
For the kid in the crowd who's afraid of the fall.
I’m the voice that says “go” when the world says “wait,”
The echo of “believe” when they close the gate.
Yeah, I walk like I own it ‘cause I built it from pain,
Every brick that they threw became part of my name.

This ain’t just about me—it’s for all who rise,
Who were born in the shadows but reached for the skies.