In the struggle, I hustle, my life's a constant battle, Born and raised in the streets, where survival's the rattle, 96 BPM, I'm spitting fire through the wire, 2Pac's style, I inspire, never tire, I'm a rider. Raised with no father figure, momma's my only savior, Grew up in poverty, never had a silver platter, But I'm a warrior, the pain just made me stronger, I'ma rise above the hate, prove 'em wrong, conquer. I've seen friends turn foes, snakes in the grass, But I keep my circle tight, only real ones gonna last, Every day's a struggle, but I never back down, I'ma fight for my dreams, wear the crown, run this town. (Verse 2) They say the good die young, but I'm still standing tall,