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Hard line, had to punch through, felt the weight of the game, Dark nights, lost fights, but I’m still in the frame. Echoes of the struggle, hear the whispers of the pain, Turn my scars into armor, now I’m ready to reign. Streets cold, heart bold, never fold, that's the code, These bitches be yaying, straying, plotting on my road. Dreams heavy like lead, but I’m lighter than a feather, Rise from the gutter, now I’m chasing the cheddar. Late nights, bright lights, but the shadows still creep, Countin’ all my blessings while I’m dodging the sleep. Hustle hard, grind smart, got the fire in my veins, From the bottom to the top, breaking all of these chains.
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Hard line, had to punch through, felt the weight of the game, Dark nights, lost fights, but I’m still in the frame. Echoes of the struggle, hear the whispers of the pain, Turn my scars into armor, now I’m ready to reign. Streets cold, heart bold, never fold, that's the code, These bitches be yaying, straying, plotting on my road. Dreams heavy like lead, but I’m lighter than a feather, Rise from the gutter, now I’m chasing the cheddar. Late nights, bright lights, but the shadows still creep, Countin’ all my blessings while I’m dodging the sleep. Hustle hard, grind smart, got the fire in my veins, From the bottom to the top, breaking all of these chains.