74boychris

Verse 1) I was raised in the trenches, where it's cold and grim Survival of the fittest, where the weak get trimmed No silver spoon, just the hunger in my eyes A product of the struggle, but I'm here to rise Hustlin' on the block, tryna make a way Dodgin' bullets every day, stayin' out the fray No time for games, gotta stack that paper Grew up fast, had to be a risk-taker 145 BPM, movin' with the flow 21 Savage, yeah, you already know From the bottom to the top, I made it out the hood No longer trapped, now I'm livin' good But I never forget where I came from The pain, the struggle, where it all begun I'm the voice of the streets, speakin' for the lost Keepin' it real, no matter the cost So listen to my story, as I paint it with my words A testament to resilience, the strength that I've observed I made it out the hood, but I'll never forget The struggle and the grind, the scars that I've met (Verse 2) I'm a product of my environment, a true survivor From the concrete jungle, where dreams are on fire I had to make a choice, either sink or swim So I took my destiny and I made it to the rim No more sleepless nights, worryin' 'bout the next meal Now I'm stackin' paper, makin' major deals But the memories remain, the pain still lingers Remindin' me of the struggle, the fight with my fingers In a world full of darkness, I found my own light Used my pain as motivation, turned wrongs into rights Now I'm shinin' bright, like a diamond in the rough From the hood to the charts, I can't get enough I'm the voice of the streets, the embodiment of hope A symbol of resilience, defyin' all the ropes I made it out the hood, but I'll never forget The ones left behind, the ones I won't neglect So raise your hands up, if you made it out like me From the struggle to success, we livin' free No longer confined by the chains of the past We made it out the hood, and we're here to last