Stackin’ bricks, five hundred more, I’m building empires,

Stackin’ bricks, five hundred more, I’m building empires, Got the hustle in my veins, while the world conspires. From the corner store dreams to a mansion on the hill, Every block laid down, you know I’m keeping it real. Cash rules everything, but respect’s the real prize, Eyes on the prize, never blinded by the lies. Late nights, street lights, plotting moves in the dark, With a heart full of fire, I ignite every spark. Stacking paper like my name is on the rise, From the struggle to the hustle, watch me claim my prize. Never back down, always ready for the fight, With five hundred more bricks, I’m building up my life. From the bottom to the top, yeah, I’m breaking the mold, In this concrete jungle, my story’s being told. Legacy in the making, can’t stop, won’t quit, With bricks in my vision, I’m destined to be lit.