struggles

Verse 1: Yeah, I'm risin' from the bottom, got my eyes on the prize, Dreams of stages and lights, where the real talent lies. Every struggle that I faced, every tear that I cried, Fuel to the fire, now I'm ready for the ride. Late nights in the booth, spittin' truth like a prophet, Hustle hard, stayin' real, never gonna stop it. From the corners of the block to the heights of the charts, I’m a warrior with words, every verse is a spark. Verse 2: They said I wouldn't make it, but I’m breakin’ the mold, With a heart full of passion, and a spirit so bold. Got my crew by my side, loyalty's a must, In this game of survival, it’s the grind that we trust. Came from nothin', now I'm chasin' my fate, With the soul of a lion, man, I’m never too late. Every line that I spit, it's a piece of my heart, I’m destined for greatness, I’m just playin' my part. art