Used to want fast wins, now I think in decades, Late-night thoughts turning hustle into wages, Now I write ideas that could fill up pages, Every fucking move I make breaking out cages. Tryna make a million while I’m building these gems, No fake-ass shit, I been solid since then, Every setback I had just sharpened the pen, Now I turn every loss into profit again. Money on my mind but I move real low, I don’t say shit, I just let it grow, Seen fake love switch when the pressure gets close, So I trust my own grind more than most. [fast rap verse] I want revenue streams when I sleep at night, Not one lane, I need multiple types, From the bottom where nothing ever felt right, Now I calculate moves like I study the price. I remember broke days stretching one plate, Now I think in assets that generate, Not just looking rich, I want real estate, Something that builds while I separate fate. People switch up when the money come near, Same fake smiles but I see it clear, I stay locked in, disappear, Build in silence then shift the gear. [end of fast verse] I don’t chase hype, I chase expansion, Turn raw ideas into income and mansion, Every step got structure, I plan shit, While they chase moments, I demand it. Tryna live free where the stress don’t stay, Where my family good and the bills don’t weigh, Where every wrong turn still led my way, Now I see purpose in every delay. Now my mindset colder than early dawn, Everything I build gotta carry on, No shortcuts, I’m still that strong, Building something that outlives songs. oh my ngga I’m the lyrical miracle, rap lover got nggas from Senegal screaming untouchable sleeping inspire-able. Bars international, flow too radical, Moves mathematical, hustle practical, But actually flunked that shit. From nothing to something, now it’s canonical. Back to the money, I stay in my lane, Turning ideas into income again, No noise, I just stack my chain, Every loss turned fuel for the gain. [WHISTLING] I want systems that run on their own, Money still coming when I’m not home, From the ground where I felt unknown, Now I’m thinking in ownership zones. I been patient while others rushed, Now my silence got heavy trust, Every step that I took was a must, Now my future ain’t built on luck. Tryna make a million while I’m building these gems, Turning small beginnings into endless ends, No shortcuts, I reinvest again, Now my life don’t look like then.
