I. good for the slow

(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m grindin’ every night, got my dreams in sight, Puttin’ in the work, man, I’m ready for the fight, From the bottom to the top, yeah, I’m risin’ like the sun, Got that hustle in my blood, now I’m ready, here I come. Stackin’ up my paper, watch the haters fall away, In the city where we hustle, every night and every day, I’m the underdog, but I’m hungry for the crown, Got my mind on the prize, ain’t nobody takin’ me down. (Verse 2) I’m spittin’ bars so cold, like I’m chillin’ in the snow, With that 50 flow, you know I’m ready for the show, Every setback’s just a setup for a greater comeback, I’m the voice of the street, put my city on the map. Late nights, bright lights, yeah, I’m chasin’ that thrill, Got my eyes on the fame, and it’s givin’ me chills, A new rap star, yeah, I’m claimin’ my space, With the heart of a lion and ambition in my pace.