[Verse 1] Blood on the pavement, dreams in the gutter Heart cold as the winter, but the hustle don't stutter Chopper in the duffel, tucked under the butter Whispers in the dark, plotting moves undercover Boardroom dreams, but the streets my professor Taught me how to flip pain into pressure, then treasure Contracts now, not packs in the dresser From the alley to the penthouse, same aggressive measures [Chorus] Had to pick it up, yeah, that chopper sang For the bag, for the block, where the echoes hang Took the scars, took the pain, made the moves, now we reign From the streets to the suites, built an empire from the strain [Verse 2] Knuckles bled from the struggle, now they shine with the rings From dime bags to stock shares, investing in kings Used to move with the wolves, now I’m leading the pack Blueprints in the briefcase, still watching my back Hood raised me, boardroom pays me, balance the grind Keep the squad fed, no soul left behind Still hear the cries of the block, still carry the sound Every dollar made now, it’s for lifting the ground [Chorus] Had to pick it up, yeah, that chopper sang For the bag, for the block, where the echoes hang Took the scars, took the pain, made the moves, now we reign From the streets to the suites, built an empire from the strain
