chaising

Late nights, city lights, shadows creeping near,   Chasing dreams in the dark, but they all disappear,   Heart heavy with the weight, I’m drowning in my fears,   Hustle hard, play the game, but it’s never clear.   Voices in my head, they whisper secrets untold,   Got a vision in my soul, but the path feels cold,   Fame’s a fickle friend, wrapped in glitz and gold,   But the price of this life is a story too bold.   In the booth, I’m a ghost, spitting verses like pain,   Every line a reflection, love and loss in the rain,   Searching for salvation in a world full of chains,   But the scars on my heart tell a tale of disdain.   I want to rise up high, break the chains of the past,   Light the fire in the night, let the shadows be cast,   A new star in the sky, no regrets, I’ll outlast,   With my voice as my weapon, I’ll shatter the glass In my soul but trust me my story needs to be told grew up hustling at the store seen my homie laid 6 feet with a shot to the dome just know that u never know when it's time to go this pain in my life will never go