word for word

Yo, I’m grindin’ every day, got my eyes on the prize, Hustlin’ hard, watch me rise, like I’m cuttin’ through the lies, From the block to the booth, yeah, I’m spittin’ that truth, Dreams of gold chains, and my name in the youth. Stackin’ paper, nothin' less, I’m the best in the game, They see me comin’ up, now they all know my name, Late nights, bright lights, I’m chasin’ that fame, Got the heart of a lion, never playin’ it tame. (Verse 2) In the studio, cookin’ like I'm chefin’ a meal, Every verse a masterpiece, you can feel what I feel, From the struggle to the hustle, man, I’m breakin’ the seal, I want to be a star, yeah, I’m keepin’ it real