Paper Chase

Cash rules the planet, I’m the captain of the spree,

Pockets bulging out, lookin’ swollen, need a key.

Grind so eternal, they mistaken me for time,

Every clock ticks my name, that’s my paradigm.

Paper stackin’, dreams unpackin’, world in my grip,

Flippin’ pages, writin’ wages, never let it slip.

Gold on my fingers, ambition in my chest,

I’m a hustler, baby, never settle for less.

Got the city on my back, bricks in the breeze,

Blueprints of success, sketched in degrees.

Haters wanna freeze me, glaciers in the dark,

But my fire melt the ice, I’m a lion with a spark.

Struggle’s my religion, hustle’s my prayer,

From the dirt to the sky, I’m a millionaire slayer.

Countin’ commas in my sleep, money talks loud,

Voice echo in the void, I’m forever proud.

Concrete jungle, I’m Tarzan in the mix,

Swingin’ through the chaos, turnin’ pennies into bricks.

Blueprint dreams, skyscraper schemes,

Livin’ out the script of my cinematic scenes.

Paper stackin’, dreams unpackin’, world in my grip,

Flippin’ pages, writin’ wages, never let it slip.

Gold on my fingers, ambition in my chest,

I’m a hustler, baby, never settle for less.