(Verse 1)
In the coffee shop, sippin’ on my brew,
Sketching dreams on napkins, got a vision in view,
Not the loud type, I don’t need the flash,
Building my empire, brick by brick, it’ll last.
I’m the whisper in the noise, the calm in the storm,
Finding light in shadows, yeah, I’m breaking the norm,
Not a flashy ride, just a bicycle chain,
Every pedal’s a step, even moving through pain.
(Chorus)
This ain’t your typical track, no gold or the bling,
Just the grind of my heart, hear the song that I bring,
A quiet hustle, watch the magic unfold,
In a world full of noise, I’m a story untold.
(Verse 2)
Late night, pen in hand, thoughts flicker like stars,
Dreaming of a world where my voice travels far,
Not chasing the fame, just a spark to ignite,
In the depths of my soul, I’m crafting my light.
Got a crew that’s real, no pretenders or fakes,
We’re the architects of change, not the ones that just shake,
While the world’s in a frenzy, we’re focused and still,
Building bridges with words, that’s our ultimate thrill.
(Chorus)
This ain’t your typical track, no gold or the bling,
Just the grind of my heart, hear the song that I bring,
A quiet hustle, watch the magic unfold,
In a world full of noise, I’m a story untold.
(Bridge)
Life’s a canvas, I’m painting with thoughts,
Every stroke’s a lesson, no matter the cost,
A different type of rhythm, a pulse of the heart,
From the shadows I rise, it’s a quiet art.
(Verse 3)
I’m not counting the likes, no fame in my sights,
Just the echoes of truth, shining soft in the nights,
In a world of all chaos, I’m the steady refrain,
Finding beauty in the mundane, yeah, I’m breaking the chain.
So here’s to the dreamers who walk their own road,
With a spark in their eyes and a heart full of code,
Not the typical tale, but a journey so bold,
In the silence, we thrive, let the story unfold.
(Chorus)
This ain’t your typical track, no gold or the bling,
Just the grind of my heart, hear the song that I bring,
A quiet hustle, watch the magic unfold,
In a world full of noise, I’m a story untold.
(Outro)
In this life’s mosaic, I’m a piece that’s unique,
No rehearsed lines, just the truth that I speak,
So while the world shouts, I’ll keep my cool beat,
In the quiet hustle, that’s where I’ll find heat.
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