pipes with no healing

I’ve been smoking ice since the clock first clicked, Living life fast, yeah, I’m never feeling sick, Came from the bottom, now the top’s in my sights, Stacking paper high, every day, I take flight. Hustle in my veins, got the fire in my soul, Turning dreams to reality, that’s how I roll, From the block to the boardroom, making big moves, Grit and grind, yeah, I’m breaking all the grooves. Got my eyes on the prize, never lose my focus, Life’s a game of chess, I’m the king, I’m the locust, Every setback’s just a step in disguise, I rise from the ashes, watch me touch the skies. Celebrate the wins, pour the drink, let it flow, With my crew by my side, we’re the stars of the show, Living life vibrant, like the colors of a dream, In this uplifted vibe, we’re the ultimate team. I’ve been smoking ice since the clock first clicked, Lurking in the dark, got that phantom slick, Hustle in my heart, every move I pick, Stacking notes, no cap, watch the digits stick. Street-bred to spotlight, carved out my lane, Dreamt in the gutter, now I sip champagne, Built from pain, now they chant my name, Fire in my chest, still I ride that flame. Straight from the trenches, tension tight as syringes, My mind’s on dimensions, grindin’ high through the hinges, Flip scripts like convictions, rhythm’s rich with intentions, Encrypted in sentences, every spit is relentless. Stackin' the digits, my spirit’s vicious and twisted, Livin’ with risk, got the system glitchin’ and shifted, Passions conflicted, tryna dodge the addictions, Still I spit vivid, never scripted or fiction. Dollars in bundles, my struggle’s subtle but loud, Ran with the hounds, now I’m above the clouds, Blood in my knuckles from the battles I vowed, Still I’m humbled by the jungle that molded my crown. Every breath’s a gamble, every moment’s earned, Heat in my chest, but my soul stays burned, Enemies close, got bridges I’ve turned, Truth is a weapon—watch lessons adjourned. Tatted with stories, my skin’s a script of the streets, Cracks in my voice, where the pain and the rhythm meet, Eyes cold steel, but the thoughts run deep, Life’s a chess board, and I’m never asleep. Nights with no ceiling, fights with no feeling, Flashbacks vivid, my healing’s still peeling, Built from the ashes, scars I ain’t concealing, Each lyric I drop is a form of revealing.