I'm hard, I'm fast, like a scholar in class,

I'm hard, I'm fast, like a scholar in class, Counting up my dollars, watch the haters all pass, F*** the mother house, I'm breaking down walls, Living for the moment, hear the echo of my calls. No looking back, I’m fueled by the pain, Dark nights, bright dreams, dancing in the rain, Past ghosts haunt me, but I’m cutting those ties, Eyes on the prize, watch the world through my eyes. Chasing after paper, got my mind on the grind, Every step I take, leave the weak behind, Heart of a lion, but I’m moving like a thief, In the shadows I creep, finding solace in belief. Concrete jungle, where the real ones thrive, Survival of the fittest, gotta stay alive, No regrets, no remorse, I’m built for the clash, Fast lane living, man, I’m all about that cash.