I’m climbing up the ladder, got my eyes on the prize,

I’m climbing up the ladder, got my eyes on the prize, Dreams of stages lit, where the real talent lies. Late nights, city lights, always on my grind, Chasing after visions, leaving doubts behind. From the basement to the skyline, I’m ready to soar, Got the heart of a lion, can’t settle for less, I want more. Every verse I spit is like a piece of my soul, In this game for the crown, yeah, I’m aiming for gold. Haters throw shade, but I’m shining too bright, With every step I take, man, I’m owning the night. Late-night sessions, crafting bars that ignite, I want to be a star, watch me take flight. Every lyric’s a chapter, writing my own fate, In the studio cooking, can’t afford to be late. I’m the voice of a generation, feel the weight of the art, With passion in my chest, I’m ready to chart.