(Verse 1) Late nights in the city, shadows creeping low, Hustle hard for a dollar, just to make it glow, Dreams of escap

(Verse 1) Late nights in the city, shadows creeping low, Hustle hard for a dollar, just to make it glow, Dreams of escape, but the weight's like a chain, Every step I take, feels like I'm lost in the rain. Mama working two jobs, just to keep us fed, While I'm dodging the drama, trying to get ahead, Street lights flicker, showing paths we can't see, But I’m grinding every day, 'cause I gotta break free. (Verse 2) Friends turned foes, loyalty's hard to find, Lessons in the struggle, etched deep in my mind, Poverty's a prison, but I’m plotting my scheme, Got my eyes on the prize, living life like a dream. Late nights on the corner, we were counting the stacks, Every move calculated, no room for the cracks, In the heart of the hood, where the real ones reside, I’m just trying to survive, with my pride on the line. (Verse 1) Ayy, no mama, I ain't trippin' on the past, Had to grind hard, now I'm stackin' up the cash, Lost some homies to the streets, yeah, they didn't last, But I keep my head up, gotta move, can't be last. Late nights in the trap, countin' all these racks, Had a vision in my mind, never lookin' back, Trust is hard to find, keep the circle tight, Only real ones by my side, ready for the fight. (Verse 2) No mama, I ain't playin', this a cold game, Heart so heavy, but I wear it like a chain, Street life taught me lessons, never been the same, Now I'm spittin' fire, puttin' others to shame. Survivor of the struggle, yeah, I made it through, Every scar on my soul, just a part of the view, Got my eyes on the prize, no distractions in sight, No mama, I'ma shine, turn the dark to light. or