Let it build

Aye. Look.

96’ baby—I done made it out the South,

You ain’t gotta cap on my name, just ask what I’m about.

Southeast bred—yeah, I’m rooted in the field,

Where youngins die for a thrill, and trauma don’t heal.

Better yet—

It’s a warzone, where we scrap just to sharpen our skill,

Feel like hell on Earth… but it’s colder than real.

Not hot, not warm—

But I’m shiverin’ still,

I ain’t here to ride the beat—nah, I’m lettin’ it build.

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(Yeah…)

Had nights where I slept with the roaches,

And dreams that was big as the ocean.

My granny kept prayin’, said “Boy, stay focused—

Don’t let that pain leave your soul wide open.”

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Now I’m up, now I’m out, now I’m runnin’ the route,

Put the past in the rear—I ain’t stressin’ no doubt.

Gotta grind for the fam, gotta shine for the youth,

Gotta speak on the real—every line is the truth.

Yeah—

Better days on the way, better plays I’ma make,

Used to starve in the cold, now it’s lobster and steak.

Had to fight for my name, had to carry the weight,

Now it’s light on my soul—I was built for the faith.

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I was raised where the sirens sang lullabies,

Had to learn pain young—now my struggle’s televised.

Lost a couple bros to the streets and the crooked ties,

Still I kept it pushin’, with the pressure in my crooked spine.

I remember noodles, no heat in the winter,

Mama tryna stretch a meal from a prayer and a whisper.

Now it’s flights on my schedule, blessings in my center,

Came a long way from that lil’ broke sinner.

I ain’t perfect—but I’m solid, yeah I live what I write,

Told my story through the dark, now I beam with the light.

Used to cry in the booth, now I’m chillin’ on flights,

Got my heart in the music—every bar still bite.

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Now I’m up, now I’m out, now I’m runnin’ the route,

Put the past in the rear—I ain’t stressin’ no doubt.

Gotta grind for the fam, gotta shine for the youth,

Gotta speak on the real—every line is the truth.

Yeah—

Better days on the way, better plays I’ma make,

Used to starve in the cold, now it’s lobster and steak.

Had to fight for my name, had to carry the weight,

Now it’s light on my soul—I was built for the faith.