[Verse]
From empty pockets, to no bread for the toast
To private jets, flyin coast to coast
Used to dream big, now reality posts
Now I"m rocking chains, money like a ghost
[Verse 2]
Was on the block with the broke dreams
Now it"s dollar signs tearing out the seams
No more ramen, filet mignon in the beams
Climbing up the ladder, no more drills in the ski
[Chorus]
Rags turned to riches, never lookin" back
From city streets to penthouse stacks
No more struggle, champagne in the pack
Them boys gon hate, gotta keep my focus on track
[Verse 3]
Used to wear the same shirt for days
Now closets filled that’s where designer stays
Went from bus rides to Porsche on the highways
Engines roaring, blood pumpin thru my vains I’m soaring
[Verse 4]
Days of hustle in the field, Now it’s outta sight
Now it"s all bright lights, endless flight
Used to be a zero, now digits in the fight
Pockets packed tight, taking off like a kite
[Chorus]
Rags turned to riches, never lookin" back
From city streets to penthouse stacks
No more struggle, champagne in the pack
Them boys gon hate, gotta keep my focus on track