(Verse 1)

(Verse 1) Young boy that’s my homie, we rise like the sun, Chillin’ on the block, yeah, we always on the run, Dreams in our pockets, got ambition in our veins, Hustlin’ through the struggle, breakin’ all the chains. Late nights, street lights, we’re chasin’ what we crave, Stackin’ up our paper, man, we gotta be brave, From the bottom to the top, we gon’ make it, no doubt, With my homie by my side, there’s no fear, just clout. (Verse 2) Young king with a vision, we’re destined to shine, Countin’ every blessing, yeah, the world is all mine, Late-night sessions, spittin’ bars, hittin’ hard, With my homie in the booth, we ain't never off guard. Life’s a game of chess, we strategize the play, Movin’ like shadows, keep the haters at bay, From the corner to the stage, watch our story unfold, Young boy that’s my homie, together we’re bold.