In the grind, it’s the grit, that’s just a treasure,
Stayin' in my zone, yeah I'm on that game,
Under all this heat, I’m still igniting flames.
From the bottom, had to rise, no surprise,
Eyes on the prize, I see through the lies,
Got my mind on my money, countin’ every stack,
Even when they doubt, ain’t no lookin’ back.
Rollie tickin’ loud like the heartbeat of the hustle,
Through the lows and highs, we gon' flex that muscle,
Pressure all around, but my spirit won't cave,
Built to last forever, man, I’m too brave.
A soldier in the streets, I’m just breakin’ the mold,
With the grit and the heat, watch my story unfold,
Risin’ to the top like the sun in the sky,
Ain't no limit to the vision, keep my dreams high.
Rain or shine, I’ll be chasin’ what’s mine,
Heat in my veins, I’m destined to shine,
Flip the script, make a move that’s bold,
In this trap life, every truth is gold.
When the zone gets tight, and the doors close on you,
Dig deep in your soul, find the strength to break through,
Every battle fought, another lesson I learn,
Fueling up my fire, watch the passion burn.
Rollie on my wrist, yeah, we ballin’ for real,
With the pressure and the grit, it’s a vibe you can feel,
In the heat of the night, hear the city alive,
Together we rise, as we thrive and survive.
So here we stand, at the top of our dreams,
With a heart full of hope and a mind bursting at the seams,
We’re the kings and queens, in this game we drive,
In the light of our grind, forever we’ll thrive.
Trap
Rollie, Pressure, Grit, Heat, Zone, Rise