Go Getter

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Look
[Verse 1]
I was broke on the floor, had to get up, grind
Turned pain into pressure, then I made it a sign
Cut ties with the lazy, had to tighten my line
Seen too many fall off from the love of recline
Got a list in my phone, every target, I’m on
Every morning I’m up ‘fore they flicker a yawn
Put the chip on my shoulder, made it steel, not foam
Now I walk in the room like I already own (facts)
Ten toes in the mud, came out clean, that’s work
Every “nah” that they threw, turned to fuel, not hurt
If it ain’t ‘bout a play, leave the text on read
If they ain’t bringin’ value, leave ‘em all on read
[Chorus]
I’m a go getter, chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back (ain’t lookin back)
Ten toes down like an attack, I’m on the track (I’m on the track)
They was all sleep, I was up late, doubling stacks (doubling stacks)
I’m a go getter, chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back
Go getter (go getter), chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back
Ten toes, heart cold, but the vision intact
If it ain’t about wins, I’ma pivot from that
I’m a go getter, chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back
[Verse 2]
Used to pray for a plate, now I’m buildin’ the table
Turned my “maybe someday” to a “check the label”
Every scar on my arm from a risk I took
Every “trust me, bro” had me read that book
I don’t brag, I don’t flex, I just tally the days
Had to hustle through the doubt, through the side-eye gaze
You was scrollin’ on the couch, I was glued to the page
Now my name in they mouth, like they knew from the gate (stop cappin’)
Got a mom that I promised she ain’t workin’ forever
Got a fam that I carry, every loss made me better
If I stumble, I sprint, never sit where I fell
Either heaven or checks, I’ma grind ‘til I’m shelved
[Chorus]
I’m a go getter, chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back (ain’t lookin back)
Ten toes down like an attack, I’m on the track (I’m on the track)
They was all sleep, I was up late, doubling stacks (doubling stacks)
I’m a go getter, chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back
Go getter (go getter), chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back
Ten toes, heart cold, but the vision intact
If it ain’t about wins, I’ma pivot from that
I’m a go getter, chasing the bag, ain’t lookin back

rap, Aggressive Midwest trap banger, male vocals. Cold piano loop and eerie synth layers over rattling hi-hats and a snarling, swung kick. Verses packed tight with double-time pockets and stop-start flows; hook opens up with chanted gang vocals and a simple melodic top line. 808 hits like a gut punch, short reverbs keep it dry and in-your-face., hardcore, hip hop