6 AM In NJ
Early morning light, it’s 6 AM in NJ, City still asleep, but I’m awake, no delay, Coffee in my cup, steam rising like my dreams, Thoughts racing fast, plotting out my next schemes. Brooklyn on my mind, but the Garden State’s home, Got my roots in the soil, no need to roam, Skyline silhouette, painted gold by the dawn, Every corner I turn, my legacy’s drawn. Subway whispers low, hear the hustle and grind, Echoes of the past, but I’m focused on the climb, From the block to the boardroom, I’m flipping the script, Navigating life like a well-oiled trip. Chill vibes in the air, but the heat’s in my soul, Every moment counts, man, I’m playing my role, 6 AM in NJ, where the dreams take flight, In the quiet of the dawn, I’m ready for the fight.
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Early morning light, it’s 6 AM in NJ, City still asleep, but I’m awake, no delay, Coffee in my cup, steam rising like my dreams, Thoughts racing fast, plotting out my next schemes. Brooklyn on my mind, but the Garden State’s home, Got my roots in the soil, no need to roam, Skyline silhouette, painted gold by the dawn, Every corner I turn, my legacy’s drawn. Subway whispers low, hear the hustle and grind, Echoes of the past, but I’m focused on the climb, From the block to the boardroom, I’m flipping the script, Navigating life like a well-oiled trip. Chill vibes in the air, but the heat’s in my soul, Every moment counts, man, I’m playing my role, 6 AM in NJ, where the dreams take flight, In the quiet of the dawn, I’m ready for the fight.