[Verse 1] Ran through the month with a pocket full of doubt, Bills kept talkin’ like they owned my route. Kept that dedication tucked under the hurt, Working double shifts like I stitched my worth. They set up scenes trying to bend my path, Whole thing scripted just to spark my wrath. I read the room and I read their spin, Then flipped every setup to a quiet win. [Hook] When the world feels tight, I slide through the seams, Turning every bad night to a long-term dream. They tried to write “loss,” but I changed that line, Everything works out, just switch the grind. Debt ain’t real when your mind breaks free, Recovery hits like a wave in me. Enemies look for a trace of my sound, But I shift too quick — they can’t track me down. [Verse 2] Money got low but my focus got loud, I rebuilt worth while they chased their crowd. Took every charge that they claimed I owed, Turned it to fuel for the seeds I sowed. Hardship staged like a movie role, But every trap sparked a new control. They pushed scenes heavy hoping I’d collapse, But pressure like that makes a map unwrap. [Hook] When the world feels tight, I slide through the seams, Turning every bad night to a long-term dream. They tried to write “loss,” but I changed that line, Everything works out, just switch the grind. Debt ain’t real when your mind breaks free, Recovery hits like a wave in me. Enemies look for a trace of my sound, But I shift too quick — they can’t track me down. [Verse 3] I faced storms built just to knock me low, But storms break open places you’re meant to go. They staged blocks hoping I’d freeze in place, But I learned new routes from the pressure I faced. Money came slow but the wisdom came fast, Turned every lost moment to a skill that lasts. I’m past every scheme that they aimed at me, Now I rise in rooms they never thought I’d see. [Hook — Final] When the world feels tight, I slide through the seams, Turning every bad night to a long-term dream. They tried to write “loss,” but I changed that line, Everything works out, just switch the grind. Debt ain’t real when your mind breaks free, Recovery hits like a wave in me. Enemies look for a trace of my sound, But I shift too quick — they can’t track me down.
