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Title: “No Shortcuts” [Intro] Yeah… lil savage grind… No shortcuts… [Verse 1] I came out the mud with the hunger in my eyes, Never had a handout, just a plan and the drive. Concrete underfoot, no cushion, no prize, Every corner got a lesson, every loss made me wise. Pockets was empty but my brain stayed full, Whole lotta pain but it made me pull, Stack every dollar, had to make my tool, Couldn’t talk soft, life made me cruel. [Verse 2] Fast lane livin’, but I move with control, Had to cut dead weight, couldn’t carry no soul. Boys talk tough but they break in the cold, I’m the last one standin’, watch the story unfold. Momma worked two jobs, daddy stayed locked, Had to hustle on the block just to keep food stocked. Fake friends dipped when the game got hot, Now I’m solo in the city, still risin’ to the top. [Verse 3] No silver spoon, just a rusty fork, Learned how to swim when they threw me off the dock. Dreams in the gutter but I made ’em spark, Now the vision real sharp like a switchblade mark. All night grindin’ while they slept and snored, Built my own lane, never begged for a door. Now my name ring bells from the south to the north, ’Cause I kept it straight raw, no gimmicks, no force. [Verse 4] Grew up in the struggle but my heart stayed blacktop, Turned all my trauma into ammo for the backdrop. Never played victim, only plotted on a jackpot, Now I’m too lit to ever worry ’bout a last spot. Street certified, I don’t need no cosign, Everything I spit’s from the dirt — no ghost lines. Haters throw shade but I’m built to outshine, This the blueprint of a legend in real time. [Outro] No shortcuts… no free rides… lil savage mode, grind till I die.
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Title: “No Shortcuts” [Intro] Yeah… lil savage grind… No shortcuts… [Verse 1] I came out the mud with the hunger in my eyes, Never had a handout, just a plan and the drive. Concrete underfoot, no cushion, no prize, Every corner got a lesson, every loss made me wise. Pockets was empty but my brain stayed full, Whole lotta pain but it made me pull, Stack every dollar, had to make my tool, Couldn’t talk soft, life made me cruel. [Verse 2] Fast lane livin’, but I move with control, Had to cut dead weight, couldn’t carry no soul. Boys talk tough but they break in the cold, I’m the last one standin’, watch the story unfold. Momma worked two jobs, daddy stayed locked, Had to hustle on the block just to keep food stocked. Fake friends dipped when the game got hot, Now I’m solo in the city, still risin’ to the top. [Verse 3] No silver spoon, just a rusty fork, Learned how to swim when they threw me off the dock. Dreams in the gutter but I made ’em spark, Now the vision real sharp like a switchblade mark. All night grindin’ while they slept and snored, Built my own lane, never begged for a door. Now my name ring bells from the south to the north, ’Cause I kept it straight raw, no gimmicks, no force. [Verse 4] Grew up in the struggle but my heart stayed blacktop, Turned all my trauma into ammo for the backdrop. Never played victim, only plotted on a jackpot, Now I’m too lit to ever worry ’bout a last spot. Street certified, I don’t need no cosign, Everything I spit’s from the dirt — no ghost lines. Haters throw shade but I’m built to outshine, This the blueprint of a legend in real time. [Outro] No shortcuts… no free rides… lil savage mode, grind till I die.
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