I came from the silence, I rose through the rain, Turned every loss into fuel for the flame. They counted me out, left me broken and stained, But I stayed in the game, now I’m carving my name. No crown on my head, just the scars that I claim, No luck in my pocket, just fire in my veins. Built from the bottom with blood, sweat and pain, Every late night is becoming my fame. They don’t see the hours, they don’t feel the strain, They don’t hear the thunder that runs through my brain. But I keep on moving through fire and shame, I just want the world to remember my name. Remember my grind, remember my aim, Remember the nights I was lost in the flame. Remember the fight, remember the pain, Remember the heart that kept breaking the chain. Remember the road, remember the rain, Remember the hunger that sharpened my game. When they talk about legends who refused to be tamed, I want them to stand up and remember my name. I walked through the doubt with my head held high, Dreams in my chest and my eyes on the sky. They asked why I’m running, I answered with “Why? A life without purpose is living a lie.” I paid with my sweat, never paid with excuses, Tied up my fear and I cut all the nooses. Every hard lesson became my own truth, Every closed door made me bulletproof. Remember my grind, remember my aim, Remember the nights I was lost in the flame. Remember the fight, remember the pain, Remember the heart that kept breaking the chain. Remember the road, remember the rain, Remember the hunger that sharpened my game. When they talk about legends who refused to be tamed, I want them to stand up and remember my name. Not for the money, not for the lights, Not for the cheers in the heat of the fight. I do it for every kid lost in the dark, Still chasing a dream with a hole in their heart. Remember my grind, remember my aim, Remember the nights I was lost in the flame. Remember the fight, remember the pain, Remember the heart that kept breaking the chain. Remember the road, remember the rain, Remember the hunger that sharpened my game. When they speak of the ones who rose through the flame, Let them stand tall… and remember my name. Remember my name… Remember my name…
