life of a street boy

(Verse 1) Born in the struggle, raised in the grime, Dreams in my pocket, but I’m short on dimes, Momma worked hard, just to keep us alive, Every day’s a hustle, gotta fight to survive. Streetlights flicker, but my vision stays bright, Got a heart full of hope, and I’m ready to fight, Poverty’s a chain, but I’m breaking the mold, With every step I take, my story unfolds. (Verse 2) Lessons from the block, yeah, they shaped my soul, Learned to rise up, never lose control, Friends turned to ghosts, but I carry their dreams, In this concrete jungle, I’m more than it seems. Chasing down the stars, while I’m living in the rain, Turn my pain into power, let it fuel my reign, Life’s a canvas, I’m painting it bold, From a poor boy’s heart, to a legend untold. Use in Studio or