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Yeah, I'm grinding every day, got my eyes on the prize, From the block to the booth, watch me rise, no disguise, Stacking paper, making moves, got the hustle in my veins, In the city where the dreams turn to gold from the chains. I’m the underdog, but I’m hungry for that top spot, Got the heart of a lion, never fear, never stop, From the corner to the charts, I’m the one they can't ignore, Manifesting dreams, now I’m knocking on that door. (Verse 2) Late nights in the lab, pen and pad, I’m a beast, Every rhyme that I spit, man, I’m feasting on the beat, I want the fame, want the fortune, want the crowd to scream my name, Like 50 taught me well, it’s all a part of the game. So I hustle 'til I drop, no sleep, just grind, Got my sights on the throne, yeah, it's mine, I won’t mind, From the struggle to the stage, watch me elevate, I want to be a star, can’t nobody stop my fate.
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