From nothing comes wealth

Intro

Yeah…

They see the shine, never the scars.

Verse 1

I grew up counting coins on the floor,

Wondering what God was testing me for,

Empty fridge, but my head full of plans,

Learned how to dream with dirt on my hands.

Mama stressed, tryna hide all the pain,

I could hear it in her voice when she said my name,

I promised her one day we’d be okay,

Didn’t know how much I’d give away.

Hook

From poverty to millions, yeah I made that climb,

But I lost parts of me every step I climbed,

Money came fast, but peace took time,

I’m rich on paper, still broke inside.

They love the glow, they don’t know the cold,

They want the crown, not the weight it holds,

I touched the sky, but I paid my soul,

That’s the price of turning nothing into gold.

Verse 2

I missed birthdays chasing deadlines,

Turned my back on love just to stay alive,

Friends switched up when the lights got bright,

Some disappeared, some changed overnight.

I don’t trust smiles, I read between lines,

Every “I’m proud” got a dollar sign,

I built walls higher than my success,

’Cause when you fall, it hurts less.

Hook

From poverty to millions, yeah I made that climb,

But I lost parts of me every step I climbed,

Money came fast, but peace took time,

I’m rich on paper, still broke inside.

They love the glow, they don’t know the cold,

They want the crown, not the weight it holds,

I touched the sky, but I paid my soul,

That’s the price of turning nothing into gold.

Bridge

I talk to God when I’m alone,

Ask Him if I’m still the kid from home,

If I died tonight, would they miss me,

Or just the name and the legacy?

I made it out, but I’m not free,

Success put chains on different things.

Verse 3

Sometimes I miss being hungry for food,

Not hungry for numbers and interviews,

Back when love didn’t come with strings,

Back when I still felt simple things.

Now I sleep light, doors all locked,

Paranoid thoughts never stop,

Whole world watching every move,

But nobody sees what I’m going through.

Final Hook

From poverty to millions, hear my truth,

I survived things money can’t remove,

I’d do it again, but I’d choose more love,

I lost too much chasing what I was dreaming of.

If you’re still broke, don’t break your soul,

There’s things worth more than reaching gold,

Learn from me before you’re grown,

Some prices follow you home.

Outro

Yeah…

I made it out the dirt…

But the dirt never really left me.