Let’s gooooooo…!

Ayo, it’s time to start snappin’, get this flow unravelin’,

Best rapper doin’ whatever, yo, I’m battlin’.

Got the voice, this is my life, so I’m speakin’ it raw,

Count the threes, the twos, the ones—still breakin’ the law.

For the people in the back, still vibin’ along,

Spittin’ heat on the beat while the night stays strong.

I’m still grindin’, silence in the bleedin’ crowd,

Stacks on my mind, man, I’m rappin’ out loud.

“Yo, you been shelvin’ mad stacks?” Homie, I know,

But I’m out here steady buildin’, not just flashin’ for show.

They watchin’, talkin’, see me goin’ a little longer,

Wonka with the golden ticket—yeah, I’m gettin’ stronger.

Backpackers listen, I’m flippin’ these tracks,

Got the heat, the style, yo, I’m bringin’ it back.

No gimmicks, no stunts—this flow’s from the soul,

And when the beat flips? Bro, it’s time to reload.

(it’s time to reloaddddddddddd!)

Hey, you hear that? Ain’t nobody callin’ your name,

Make it or break it, but don’t wreck it with games

Stand up, move right, keep truth in your aim,

‘Cause nobody wins when you playin’ with shame

Somber nights, city lights, dreams crashin’ like waves,

But I’m faster with the pen, can’t stay trapped in these chains.

People lookin’ out the window, lost in the noise,

Puffin’ misty feelings, drownin’ the void.

I’m movin’ faster, flow sharp like a dagger,

Built from the struggle, climbin’ up the ladder.

Don’t ask for handouts, I’ve been payin’ my dues,

Chasin’ freedom in the verses, no way I can lose.

Ayo, I’m a stoner poet, turnin’ pain into gold,

Watch the world unfold as my story gets told.

Rhymes raw like the streets, but I’m smoother than silk,

Buildin’ somethin’ bigger, gotta dream with no guilt.

You see, the beat switched, and I found my vibe,

Elevated the flow, now I’m takin’ the ride.

City of broken dreams, but I’m breakin’ the mold,

Keep it movin’, keep it goin’, ‘til the truth gets sold.

(til the truth gets sold)

In this city of broken dreams,

People look out the window to see what’s in front of ‘em.

Past all the obstacles in their way,

Puffin’ big-boy misty feelings out of their soul.

In this city of broken dreams,

People look out the window to see what’s in front of ‘em.

Past all the obstacles in their way,

Puffin’ big-boy misty feelings out of their soul.

Yeah, we all got somethin’ to fight for.

City’s tough, but the tough ones rise.

You feel me?

In this city of broken dreams,

People look out the window to see what’s in front of ‘em.

Past all the obstacles in their way,

Puffin’ big-boy misty feelings out of their soul.

In this city of broken dreams,

We keep climbin’ ‘til we break free.

(Ayo, it’s a better, better me.)

Yo, this beat brought the truth—

This city might be broken, but the dreamers don’t lose.