shortage

shortage I’m in the city where the lights don’t fade, Chasin’ dreams while the world’s on parade, Got the grind on lock, but the time’s runnin’ low, Shortage in the hustle, gotta reap what I sow. Pockets feelin’ light, but my mind’s heavy weight, Stackin’ up the wins, can’t afford to be late, Got the squad by my side, loyalty on blast, In this game of life, we ain't built to last. Countin’ every second like it’s gold in my hand, Shortage of the real, but we still make a stand, Vision so clear, through the smoke and the haze, Livin’ for the moment, we’ll ignite the blaze. Ain’t no stoppin’ now, we rise from the dust, Chasin’ all the dreams, in the hustle we trust, From the lows to the highs, we breakin’ the mold, In a world of shortage, watch the story unfold.