I’m spitting fire, got the desire to rise higher,

I’m spitting fire, got the desire to rise higher, From the block to the stage, I'm the one they admire, Dreams of gold chains, and the crowds that inspire, With every line I define, never tire, never liar. Hustle hard, I’m the one they can’t ignore, Counting every blessing, now I’m knocking at the door, From the corners of the streets, to the bright lights galore, I’m the king on the rise, hear my name, they’ll implore. Late nights in the lab, crafting flows like a chef, Cooking up the heat, while they’re drowning in the theft, Rising from the ashes, I’m the phoenix, no less, With a pen and a pad, man, I’m destined for success. In the booth, I’m a beast, let the rawness unfold, Every bar’s a piece of me, my story being told, Living life on the edge, never doing what I’m told, I want to be a star, let the universe behold.