(Verse 1)

(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m rising from the bottom, got my eyes on the prize, Dreams of stages, bright lights, and the crowd’s wild cries. Late nights grindin’, puttin’ in that work, Every verse a step closer, watch the haters lurk. Stackin’ up my paper, got my team in the back, We movin’ like a unit, never slippin’ off track. Countin’ all my blessings, stayin’ true to my roots, From the block to the booth, now I’m chasin’ the loot. (Verse 2) I want the fame, but I’m keepin’ it real, A savage with the flow, you know the deal. Hustle never stops, yeah, I’m built for the grind, In a world full of noise, I’m just tryna shine. Late nights, city lights, dreams in the air, Got my sights set high, like I just don’t care. So when they see me rise, they gon’ know my name, From the struggle to the stars, I’m igniting the flame.