Meant To Be

[Verse 1]
Alarm screaming, rent due
Fridge light on, but it stares right through
Three cold beers and a half jar of sauce
Got change in the couch, still counting the loss
Phone full of red dots, all of them bills
Mom texts, “baby, did you take your pills?”
Landlord banging like he owns my name
I laugh once, then drown in the shame
[Chorus]
Keep fighting, keep breathing
You’re more than the weight that you’re feeling
Stand up, stand free
Be who you’re meant to be (yeah)
Keep walking, keep reaching
That pain in your chest is just teaching
Stand up, believe
Be who you’re meant to be
[Verse 2]
Boss man yells, coffee on my shirt
Clock-in time, but my pride hurts worse
Friends online flex fake vacations
I’m stuck in the back of a bus, no patience
Scroll past weddings, new cribs, new cars
I’m eye to eye with my ceiling and scars
Talk to the mirror like, “why even try?”
Then a tear hits the sink, says “you’re still alive”
[Chorus]
Keep fighting, keep breathing
You’re more than the weight that you’re feeling
Stand up, stand free
Be who you’re meant to be (oh)
Keep walking, keep reaching
That pain in your chest is just teaching
Stand up, believe
Be who you’re meant to be
[Bridge]
They said “sit down”
You said “maybe”
I say “stand now”
Shakеd, not lazy
Hands up high
Even shaking
You’re still here
That’s your making (yeah)
[Chorus]
Keep fighting, keep breathing
You’re more than the weight that you’re feeling
Stand up, stand free
Be who you’re meant to be
Keep walking, keep reaching
That pain in your chest is just teaching
Stand up, believe
Be who you’re meant to be (meant to be)

rap, Boom bap drums and dusty piano loops under male vocals. Verses sit in a shadowy, close-mic pocket with subtle vinyl crackle and a moody upright bass. Chorus lifts with brighter piano chords, gospel-tinged organ swells, and a stacked call‑and‑response hook, like a preacher over the groove. Energy rises from introspective rap to anthemic, head‑nodding uplift., light