I'm from the streets, where it's grimy and gritty
quic me shine Got my eyes on the prize, ain't no time for sleep I'm on the grind, gotta stay on my feet I'm chasing that bag, ain't no time to waste I'm in it to win it, gotta keep up the pace They say the streets are cold, but I'm colder I'm a hustler, a survivor, a true soldier I've been through the struggle, I've been through the pain But I'm still standing, ain't nothing gonna hold me back, mane I came from nothing, now I'm on the rise I'm living my dream, reaching foupr the skies I'm a product of the streets, a true G I'm the king of the city, they all wanna be me.
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