IMA MAKE IT.

Verse 1) Yeah, I’m grindin’ every night, vision clear like the moonlight, Dreams of livin’ lavish, stackin’ paper, that’s my true fight. Countin’ every dollar, I’m just tryna build a legacy, Came from the bottom, now I’m movin’ with that energy. Hustle in my veins, got that fire in my soul, Lost some homies on the way, but I’m still playin’ my role. City on my back, yeah, I carry all the weight, When I make it, I’ll remember those who doubted my fate. (Verse 2) Late nights in the booth, got my mind on the grind, Every line that I spit, it’s a piece of my mind. Chillin’ with my day ones, keepin’ loyalty tight, When I make it, we gon’ celebrate under city lights. I’m stackin’ up my dreams, watch ‘em manifest real, Every loss that I took just added fuel to my steel. Keep it savage in the game, never fold, never break, When I make it, it’s a feast, and I’m bringin’ all the plates. (Verse 1) Night falls, shadows creeping in my mind, Hustle hard, but the grind ain’t kind, Dreams of gold, but it feels so far, Staring at the ceiling, wishing on a star. Lost in the struggle, got my back against the wall, Every move I make, man, I risk it all, Street lights flicker, like my hope’s on the edge, Got a heart full of fire, but I’m living on the ledge. (Verse 2) Trust is a luxury, I can’t afford to lose, Every friend I had, now they’re just old news, Countin’ every dollar, but it feels like a joke, Life’s a heavy burden, and I’m barely stayin’ woke. I wanna make it, but the path’s so dark, Chasing shadows, trying to leave a mark, But the clock ticks slow, and the nights get colder, Still, I keep pushing, ‘cause I’m born to be a soldier