Kiante On The Way

Yeah

Kiante

Look

Used to ride the city bus, pockets on fumes

Prayin' over dollar meals, sleepin' in shoes

Mama work a double shift, eyes with the moon

Told her, "I'ma flip this pain, watch it bloom"

Thrift-store hoodie

Dreams still clean

Writing on receipts

Turnin' life to a scheme

Everybody talk big, I was quiet in the back

Now they quote every word like it's highlight stats

Kiante on the way, better clear that lane

I was made in the dark, now I walk through flame

If they said I wouldn't make it, that just fed my name

Kiante on the way, you gon' learn that name

Kiante on the way, put respect on that

Turn a little side hustle to a full blown stack

If they said I wouldn't make it, that just fed my name

Kiante on the way, you gon' learn that name (yeah)

I remember late nights, floor was my bed

Scrollin' through the wins, envy in my head

Then I checked my own pulse, felt that drum

"If they did it, why not you?" talkin' to the one

Two jobs, one car

Three months, no off

Still showed up sharp

Even when I felt lost

Now my old teachers ask for a pic for the wall

Funny how they see a star once you don't fall

Kiante on the way, better clear that lane

I was made in the dark, now I walk through flame

If they said I wouldn't make it, that just fed my name

Kiante on the way, you gon' learn that name

Kiante on the way, put respect on that

Turn a little side hustle to a full blown stack

If they said I wouldn't make it, that just fed my name

Kiante on the way, you gon' learn that name (uh)