Waking up, the morning light,
Vision clear, gotta take flight,
Money calls, I feel the rush,
In this game, I’m ready to crush.
Wrist cold, ice on my chest,
Cash flowin’, can’t settle for less,
Count it up, stack it high,
On this journey, I aim for the sky.
Flexin’ hard, that’s the mantra,
Got my squad, we rolling like a panther,
Hit the block, the grind don’t stop,
Every move, aiming for the top.
Late nights, and early days,
Chasin’ dreams in a million ways,
Power moves, it’s all about that,
In this life, can’t fall back.
From the bottom, now the view’s surreal,
All these scars, but they help me feel,
Every setback, I flip it around,
In the hustle, all my strength found.
Runnin’ wild, can’t lose control,
Every step, I’m closer to my goal,
All in, I’m never afraid,
In this life, I’m making my trade.
Stacks on stacks, I build my throne,
With my team, I’m never alone,
Cash dreams, yeah, we elevate,
In this rhythm, we create fate.
So raise a glass to what’s been won,
Through the grind, we’ve only just begun,
Keep it moving, let the world see,
Hustle hard, and you’ll feel free.
No more chains, I break through the dark,
With every heartbeat, I ignite the spark,
And when the lights fade, I’ll still remember,
The power of dreams, forever, I’ll surrender.
Trap
Hustle, Grind, Cash, Flex, Power