50g’s
(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m grindin’ in the shadows, dreams flashin’ like a camera, From the block to the booth, I’m the realest, no propaganda. Hustle hard, no sleep, got my eyes on the prize, Every rhyme that I spit, man, it’s raw, no disguise. Stackin’ paper, makin’ moves, I’m a king in the making, They say the game’s a jungle, but I’m ready for the shaking. Late nights, early mornings, got the fire in my chest, I’m the underdog risin’, put my heart to the test. (Verse 2) Put the work in the streets, yeah, I’m buildin’ my name, From the struggle to the fame, I’m redefining the game. Every setback’s a lesson, every loss got a cost, But I’m back on my grind, can’t afford to be lost. I’m the voice of the hustle, hear my truth in the bars, Countin’ scars like trophies, I’m a warrior, no scars. In this world full of fakes, I’m the realest by far, Watch me rise from the ashes, I want to be a rap star.
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(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m grindin’ in the shadows, dreams flashin’ like a camera, From the block to the booth, I’m the realest, no propaganda. Hustle hard, no sleep, got my eyes on the prize, Every rhyme that I spit, man, it’s raw, no disguise. Stackin’ paper, makin’ moves, I’m a king in the making, They say the game’s a jungle, but I’m ready for the shaking. Late nights, early mornings, got the fire in my chest, I’m the underdog risin’, put my heart to the test. (Verse 2) Put the work in the streets, yeah, I’m buildin’ my name, From the struggle to the fame, I’m redefining the game. Every setback’s a lesson, every loss got a cost, But I’m back on my grind, can’t afford to be lost. I’m the voice of the hustle, hear my truth in the bars, Countin’ scars like trophies, I’m a warrior, no scars. In this world full of fakes, I’m the realest by far, Watch me rise from the ashes, I want to be a rap star.