Yeah

(Intro)

Yeah…

Came up where the pain don’t sleep,

Where a young kid learns to hustle ‘fore he learns to dream…

This that real life, no fairytales.

(Verse 1)

I grew up where the corner lights never felt safe,

Mama working double shifts just to keep us in place,

Pops gone, streets raised me, had to learn on my feet,

Every lesson from the pavement, blood stains on the concrete.

Cold nights, empty stomach, but the mind stayed strong,

Had to fight for every inch just to prove I belong,

My homies turned ghosts, some locked behind steel,

But I kept my head high, ‘cause the grind was too real.

(Hook)

I’m a product of the block, of the tears, of the pain,

Of the hunger, of the nights I was walking in the rain,

But I rose from the struggle like a king from the flame,

Now I’m built for the pressure—ain’t no breaking my name.

(Verse 2)

Seen things as a kid that would break grown men,

Had to wipe my own tears, had to stand on ten,

Had a heart full of rage, but the focus stayed sharp,

Only dream I ever knew was escaping the dark.

Every setback pushed me, every loss made me mean,

Turned the bruises to power, turned the pain to a dream,

Now I’m living proof that the strong survive,

If you fight for your breath, you gon’ stay alive.

(Bridge)

They don’t know ‘bout the nights I was running from fate,

Or the times I had to deal with the choices I hate,

But the streets made a legend, made a voice for the youth,

I’m the story they ain’t telling, I’m the living truth.

(Hook)

I’m a product of the block, of the tears, of the pain,

Of the hunger, of the nights I was walking in the rain,

But I rose from the struggle like a king from the flame,

Now I’m built for the pressure—ain’t no breaking my name.

(Outro)

From the gutter to the grind, from the grind to the throne,

I’m the kid from the struggle who became full-grown,

Still carry every scar like a badge on my chest—

Hard life, hard times, but I’m built for the test.