Ayy, started from the mud, look at me now — 从南方小镇走到国际舞台 wow! No crown on my head but I feel like a king, Plow in my past, now the crowd wanna sing. I was that kid with a dream in the rice field, 每天都在努力, 不退不休不低头, Dirty hands, clean soul, nothing left to conceal, 命运给我考验, 我用flow来应对所有, They say “farm boy, stay in your lane,” But I broke through the mud like a seed in the rain, 一锄一镰, 也能成为传奇, 从日出到日落，汗水刻在我心里. Now they cheer for the boy they once ignored, 过去他们冷眼, 现在跟着我一起high, From the rooster’s crow to the studio board, I turn silence to fire when I grab this mic. 从田野到舞台 我用节奏说真话, 从破鞋到球鞋, 梦想点燃火花, No fame, no name — but I built it from scratch, 这是我的时代, 不怕世界来考察. 从泥土到星光, 我一步步踏上, 像水稻一样成长, 风雨中也不慌, Now I stand with the stars, they chant my name, From 小镇到全球 — we all in the same game. From planting seeds to planting beats, From muddy roads to the city streets, 我从不忘记 我来自哪里, 从田间走来的梦 最终都会发力. 一切从零开始, 没有王座自己造, From the field to the stage — now hear the crowd shout.
