Wheels

Yeah, I’m hustlin’, grindin’ in the shadow of the street, Dreams of gold chains, man, I’m feelin’ that heat. Late nights, sketchin’ rhymes, pen bleeds my soul, Wakin’ up, vision clear, gotta reach that goal. Money on my mind, stackin’ bills like bricks, Came from the bottom, now I'm dodgin' all the tricks. They said I wouldn’t make it, put me down on the list, But I’m climbin’ to the top, can’t resist this twist. Friends turn to foes, envy lurks in the dark, But I’m fueled by the struggle, ignitin’ that spark. Dream big, hustle hard, keep my vision in sight, Ain’t no stoppin’ this fire, I’m ignitin’ the night. Countin' every blessing, while I’m chasin’ my fate, Got my eyes on the prize, can’t afford to be late. Every bar I spit, like a step on the grind, In this rap game, man, I’m one of a kind. or