Verse 1: In the basement, all alone There's a photographer, he's in his zone His camera's out, his lens is clear He's trying to make a name, break into the fucken game Chorus: He's taking shots, trying his best To rise up high above the rest A photographer in the basement Pushing hard to make it, he's relentless Verse 2: He spends his time, editing away Late at night and early day Trying to capture something new Something to captivate me and you Chorus: He's taking shots, trying his best To rise up high above the rest A photographer in the basement Pushing hard to make it, he's relentless Verse 3: He's got the eye, he's got the skill But it's the hustle that'll seal the deal He's meeting clients, shaking hands Letting them know, he's in high demand Chorus: He's taking shots, trying his best To rise up high above the rest A photographer in the basement Pushing hard to make it, he's relentless Outro: He's grinding hard to make his dream come true And no one can stop him, not even you So take a look at his work, and you'll see That this photographer's bound for greatness, just wait and see.