(Verse 1) Late night, city lights, I’m grindin’ for the paper, Eyes on the prize, can’t let a hater shake ya, Mind on my

(Verse 1) Late night, city lights, I’m grindin’ for the paper, Eyes on the prize, can’t let a hater shake ya, Mind on my mission, got that laser focus, In the trap, makin’ moves, yeah, I’m never bogus. Got the weight on my back, but I carry it well, Countin’ stacks in the dark, hear the stories I tell, Survival of the fittest, in this concrete jungle, Every corner got a tale, watch the weak ones stumble. (Verse 2) Pull up on the block, you know I’m reppin’ real, Heart cold as ice, but my hustle got that feel, Street lights flicker, shadows dance in the night, Keep it raw, keep it real, never back down from a fight. Trust is hard to find, but respect’s hard-earned, Lessons from the streets, yeah, I’ve waited my turn, Ain’t no sleepin’ on this grind, gotta stay awake, Call it focus, I’m the one they love to hate gotta keep this food on my plate when they test my fate i shake the ground like an earthquake ..stays a away from the fake always on my grind walk on water thirsty like a lake make no mistake