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Yeah…

This ain't just a game, this my story.

Blood, sweat, and dreams — let’s go.

Laced up cleats on a torn-up field,

From the first snap I knew I was built.

Early mornings, two-a-days in the rain,

No crowd, no lights — just passion and pain.

Pop Warner days with a spark in my chest,

Coach said, “Son, give nothin’ but your best.”

Backyard drills turned to stadium nights,

From a kid with a ball to a warrior in tights.

I ain't playin’ for fame, I play for the name

On the back and the front — yeah, it’s more than a game.

This is fourth and forever, I don’t break, I deliver,

Every down, every yard, in the cold or the blister.

Put my soul in the pads, leave it all on the line,

Chasin’ greatness with every climb.

I fell, got up, ran faster than ever —

'Cause my life is the game: Fourth & Forever.

Friday night lights, crowd goin' insane,

But they don't see the bruises or the strain.

Off-season grind, pushin' plates in the dark,

Film room studies like I’m playin’ with sharks.

Got cuts, got doubts, almost walked away,

But the fire in my chest wouldn’t let me stray.

Scholarship dreams, combine stats,

Every rep, every sprint — I was built for that.

I play for the brothers that bled beside me,

For the nights we believed when no one could see.

No glory without the grind,

No endzone without the climb.

This my story in pads and scars,

I came from the bottom, now I'm reachin' for stars.

This is fourth and forever, no quit in my veins,

Just heart, just hope, and 100-yard gains.

Through the hits, through the weather, I storm like a king—

Every play, every snap, I gave everything.

So when the clock runs out, remember the endeavor:

They’ll say my name loud — Fourth & Forever.

Yeah…

From the first whistle to the last,

I gave it all. No regrets. Just legacy.