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Verse 1 (Drake-type energy): Yeah, look— They love you when you up, but they quiet when you down, I remember bein’ laughed at, now they quote me in they town. Had to learn the hard way, loyalty don’t make a sound, Same ones sayin’ “brother” tried to turn me to a clown. I been movin’ with a purpose, every step intentional, They chase moments, I been buildin’ somethin’ generational. I don’t flex for the likes, I flex for the nights When my back was to the wall and I still kept it professional. I cut ties, no drama, just growth, that’s facts, You can hear it in my tone, I ain’t never goin’ back. They compare me to the greats, I don’t take it as gas, I just take it as pressure and I thrive in that. Verse 2 (Lil Baby-type energy): Yeah, Came in hungry, still starvin’, I ain’t never get full, If it’s up, then it’s stuck, I been breakin’ the rules. They was sleepin’ on me heavy, now they watchin’ my moves, I been locked in my mode, had to sharpen my tools. I don’t talk, I just do it, let the numbers explain, Every loss turned fuel, every scar left a flame. I don’t trust too easy, shit, I been through the game, Smile in your face, then they switch when you gain. I move fast, no brakes, I ain’t waitin’ my turn, If I want it, I take it, let the bridges all burn. I remember them days when my pockets was hurt, Now it’s pressure on pressure, but I carry it firm. Yeah, they see me now, but they missed all the grind, Every win look sudden, they don’t count all the time. I ain’t lucky, I’m focused, I been stuck on my climb, Bet on me every time—yeah, I’m one of a kind Yeah, Came in this bitch with my head down, locked in, They want results but don’t love the process. I was broke, still focused, still cautious, Now they clap for the wins, never saw all the losses. I don’t say much, I move with intent, Every play calculated, I’m payin’ my rent. They want my spot but they stuck on pretend, I was buildin’ my lane while they followed a trend. I remember them nights when the lights cut off, Still wrote my goals down, never wrote shit off. If I fall back, it’s just to jump harder, Pressure made diamonds, I’m built like a boss. I don’t trust words, I trust what you do, Too many switch when the money come through. I kept it real when it wasn’t cool, Now they call it “luck” when it finally move. I been grindin’ with pain in my chest, Still stepped out clean, never dressed like stress. They want fast wins, I took my time, Now my slow motion beat they best. No handouts, no favors, no love for the fake, If it ain’t about growth, then get out my face. I don’t beef on the net, I just elevate, Let success do the talk, let the silence stay. I’m still hungry, yeah, even with wins, Every level unlocked, I want more than a inch. They want the shine but skip all the work, I stayed down so long, I’m allergic to quit. Yeah, I came too far just to stall my pace, Every doubt turned fuel, now I gas my way. They hear me now ‘cause the shit too loud, Lil Baby-type pressure—I don’t back away.

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