pick up the pen 🖊️

pick up the pen, I’m ready to flex, Got my mind on the grind, no time for the stress. I’m writing these lines, yeah, I’m spitting the truth, Every word that I drop, you can feel in the booth. Ten outta ten, I’m the king of the game, With a flow so sick, you remember my name. I’m stacking these dreams, while I’m chasing the green, Living life on the edge, you know what I mean. Late nights, bright lights, I’m running the scene, Got the hustle in my veins, I’m a lyrical machine. No fear in my heart, only fire in my soul, When I step to the mic, you know I’m in control. I’m flipping the script, making moves like a boss, In the city where we grind, we don’t care about the cost. I pick up the pen, let the ink spill the truth, I’m the voice of the streets, and I’m living proof