bridge to bars

was "Night & Day" By night it’s the hustle, stacking up the bread, Silent in the shadows, always miles ahead. Numbers in my head like a calculator running, Every move precise, ain't no fake stunting. By day I flip the script, mic check in the booth, Turning pain to rhythm, every line speaks the truth. From the block to the stage, it's the same dedication, Grind never stops, it's the pure motivation. Dark hours teach the struggle, daylight bring the art, Two sides of the same coin, but the same beating heart. Trap school taught the math, rap school taught the flow, Now the world gotta feel the storm I let grow. So whether nightfall descends or the sunrise glows, I’m a product of the grind, everybody knows. From the streets to the sound, I found my own way, Trapping by the night, rapping by the day light ready. Hook Trap by the day, write rhymes by the night, Flip pain into power, turn struggle to light. From the grind to the mic, watch me pave my own lane, Both sides of the struggle, all respect to the pain. Verse 2 Night falls, beats call, notebook sittin’ like a crystal ball, Take what I’ve seen, turn the truth into something y’all recall. From bricks to bars, from scars to stars, I align it, The same hunger that I hustle with goes into how I rhyme it. Hook