[Intro] I used to burn the bridge while I was still standing on it. [Verse] Forty years of chasing ghosts and blowing every check Had the plug in my ear but a chain around my neck I was highkey chasing highs while the clock started ticking Tossed the bag in the dirt just to see if it was sticking Spent a decade in the red while the interest rates climbed Had the blueprint for the win but I stayed out of time I was mid with the hustle just a ghost in the machine Turning gold into dust just to keep the image clean Then I hit the wall hard deadass broke in the rain Realized sabotage is just a luxury for pain Had to keep it a buck with the man in the glass Counting every single L just to make the debt pass Now I am plugged in to the flow of a different stream Trading nightmares for the profit of a waking dream [Chorus] Stop the bleed and flip the script on the ruin Turn the wreckage into assets while the market is brewing No cap just a pivot from the crash to the climb Building empires from the dirt in the nick of time [Verse] Now I am in my bag with a focused set of eyes Stopped the leaks in the boat before the water would rise Fasho this is different when the desperation hits Putting work in the silence while the old version quits I was cooked in the fire now I am tempering steel Trading vanity for equity to make the vision real No more sliding through the days with a pocket full of air I am on ten with the grind and the strategy is rare Had to ghost every habit that was eating my soul Took the fragments of the loss just to make the bank whole Now the fits are understated but the portfolio is fat I stopped talking to the wind and I stopped the idle chat EveryK is a brick in a wall that will stand Moving silent like a ghost with the deed in my hand [Chorus] Stop the bleed and flip the script on the ruin Turn the wreckage into assets while the market is brewing No cap just a pivot from the crash to the climb Building empires from the dirt in the nick of time [Bridge] I swore on god I would never see the bottom again The secret is the silence where the real profits begin Stop chasing the flash and start chasing the yield Planting seeds in the dark till the harvest is revealed [Outro] Forty years late but the timing is perfect. Period.
