hustling - E1

Yeah, I came from the mud, where the sun barely shines, Dreams suffocated, trapped in these dark confines. Empty pockets, but a heart full of ambition, Every step I take, fueled by pain and suspicion. Life’s a chess game, but I’m stuck on the board, Kings fall, pawns rise, every move feels ignored. Hustlin’ through shadows, where the hope barely flickers, Countin' every scar, man, my past is a picture. Verse 2: Echoes of the struggle, they haunt like a ghost, From the bottom of the barrel, now I’m aiming for the coast. Fists clenched tight, I’m ready for the fight, Climbing from the darkness, chasing dreams in the night. Each tear that I shed is a lesson, not a loss, Built my throne from the ashes, I’m the boss of the cross. So when the world tries to break me, I just stand tall, From nothing to something, yeah, I’m ready for it all. Yo, I rose from the rubble, a seed in the concrete, Hustlin’ dreams in the shadows, where the lost souls meet. Life dealt me scars, like a deck full of jokers, Every card I flipped, felt like I was playin' poker. Empty pockets, but my mind’s a gold mine, Diggin’ deep in the struggle, I’m a diamond in the grime. Fists clenched tight, I’m fightin' my reflection, Each bruise a lesson, every tear a confession. (Verse 2) Dark nights, cold fights, I’m scrappin’ for light, Echoes of my past haunt me, but I’m ready for flight. The hunger in my chest, it fuels my ambition, Turnin’ pain into power, I’m breakin’ tradition. Countin’ every step, like a soldier in the field, Battlin’ my demons, with my heart as my shield. From nothing to somethin’, I’m risin' like the dawn, In this chill of the night, my spirit’s never gone.