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[Verse]
Came up from the dirt, rocking hand-me-down kicks,
Life a movie reel, scenes with no flicks.
Scraped knees, broken dreams, nothing clicks,
But I told myself, one day we getting rich.
[Verse 2]
Single mom stressing, working double shifts,
Brown bag lunch, my escape in the riffs.
Hunger in my belly, I had to make a shift,
Notebook and pen, I was scripting my gifts.
[Chorus]
Through the struggle, found the hustle,
In the concrete jungle, built some muscle.
From the rubble, diamonds tussle,
Now the throne mine, no need to shuffle.
[Verse 3]
Summer nights, streetlights my only guide,
Breathing hope, scars I couldn't hide.
Mom's smile, my pride won't subside,
For her, I kept my hustle bona fide.
[Verse 4]
Fights in the schoolyard, scars on my soul,
Heat in my chest but heart icy cold.
Those dark days, striding towards my goal,
Now shining, ballin', ain't no troll.
[Bridge]
Look back now, those times don’t haunt,
Turned every flaw into something they want.
From rags to spitting bars so nonchalant,
Played my cards right, now the front I flaunt.
Details
GeneratedFeb 26, 2025
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
High quality
Credits
Prompt byVirtualAlchemist821
ModelAria v4
Prompt
rap, how I went through it as a little kid which inspires me to better myself
