Trap dreams

yeah this world be cold challenges won't make fold Yeah… Verse 1 Late night moves, city too quiet, Mind on paper, I ain’t starting riots. Came up slow but I learned the game, Pressure on my back, still wore no chain. No handouts, I earned my way, Every loss taught me how to play. Trust few, gotta watch that lane, Same hunger, different stage. Chorus In my bag, yeah I’m locked in, Came from the bottom, no option. Trap dreams, gotta make it happen, No days off, steady stacking. They slept on me, I stayed up, Rainy days made me tough. From nothing to something real, Hustle talk, yeah this life for real. Verse 2 Pain in my past but I flipped that script, Turned broke nights to ownership. No flex talk, I just grind, Success loud, I’m staying quiet. Tunnel vision, I don’t fold, Cold world, had to grow bold. I’m built for this, yeah that’s facts, Every setback made me snap back. Outro Grind mode, no pause Hustle taught me all the laws They gon’ hear me when I win Trap dreams… I’m all in No applause when I started out, Just faith louder than the doubt. Every “no” made my hunger grow, Built my path where there was no road. I don’t chase clout, I chase results, Learned the game, now I set the rules. From survival to legacy, I hustle for more than just me.