Yeah… (woo!) This ain’t luck. This is code. Built by pain, raised by war. Born in the dark, I carved my lane, No crown — I bled for reign. Every scar still feeds my flame, Now I move like I own my name. Steel in my heart, gold in my mind, Didn’t find peace, I designed. World said “quit,” I redefined, Now my throne ain’t hard to find. Every night, I faced that fear, Every loss made vision clear. Now I walk — they disappear, I’m the echo they still hear. This that king’s code, No mercy, no fold. Turn pain into gold, Every rule — I broke the mold. Blood in my veins, not cold, Fire inside — uncontrolled. They tried to chain my soul, Now I write the code they told. Yeah! Move in silence — break the sound. Crown too heavy? Hold it down. Ain’t no kings without the ground, Every fall built what I found! Came from the dust, no guide, no plan, Work my hands, became that man. No rest, no help, just stand, Now I rule what I began. Enemies talk, I let ‘em fade, Power earned — never played. I don’t speak, my work displayed, Every move — self-made. Loyal ones beside me, Scars remind me, They can’t find me, ‘Cause they behind me. This that king’s code, No mercy, no fold. Turn pain into gold, Every rule — I broke the mold. (woo!) Crown on my name, I stand bold, No fear, no story told. They tried to chain my soul, Now I write the code they told. Yeah… Built from dirt. Came for worth. Now the crown fits perfect. (woo!)