tyga

I’m burning through the night, got that heat in my veins, Stacking paper like it's muscle, feeling strong with no chains, Enemies lurking, but I’m quick on the draw, My hustle’s like a furnace, keep it hot, never thaw. In the city where the shadows cast a risk on my grind, I’m the flame that they fear, got ‘em all in a bind, From the block to the booth, I’m igniting the game, With a vision so clear, can’t be dimmed by the fame. I’m the spark in the dark, watch the embers ignite, With a flick of my wrist, I’m transforming the night, Got that fire in my soul, can’t extinguish this drive, From the struggle to the hustle, that’s how legends survive. Every step that I take, I’m ascending the stakes, Like a phoenix from the ashes, I’m the one that awakes, With a heart made of steel and a mind born to lead, In this jungle of the concrete, I’m the fire, indeed.