(Verse 1)

(Verse 1) Yeah, I came from the bottom, where the grind don’t stop, Hustlin’ every day, now I’m risin’ to the top, Used to count the pennies, now I’m stackin’ up the guap, Dreams in my pocket, and I’m never gonna flop. Late nights in the dark, but my vision stayed clear, Had to fight for my place, now I’m shifting into gear, Every setback I faced just fueled my desire, Now I’m spittin’ fire, watch me take it higher. (Verse 2) They said I wouldn’t make it, but I’m proving them wrong, Built my own lane, and I’m cruising along, From the struggle to the hustle, I’m a beast on the track, With my eyes on the prize, ain’t no way I’m looking back. Confidence in my step, got the world in my hands, Turned my pain into power, now I’m making my plans, So raise a glass to the grind, to the nights that were tough, From the streets to the stage, man, I’ve earned all my stuff.