People throwing shades as the sun rise,

People throwing shades as the sun rise, In the booth, I’m crafting rough tunes, no disguise, Grinding out the mud, watch my bands multiply yeah, grinding out the mud I’m breaking through , Overcoming hurdles, watch my moves, I stay true. Elevate my craft, it’s a marathon, not a race, Surrounded by the real, only cash in the place, Counting every dollar, stacking dreams on the low, Streetwise wisdom, let the hustle overflow. Late nights, early mornings, I’m in my zone, Building up my empire, never do it alone, They see the grind but don’t know the cost, From the ashes, I rise, never counting the loss. Shades on my vision, but the sun’s shining bright, In the city’s shadows, I’m the spark in the night, Members only, loyalty, that’s how we roll, Chasing after greatness, got my eyes on the goal.