[Intro - hyped ad-libs] Yeah yeah! From the mud to the millions, skrrt! Hustle turned me up, let’s go! [Chorus - melodic auto-tune, energetic chant flow] I was down bad, now I’m up up, whole lotta racks racks Humble beginnings, now the foreign do the dash skrrt Trap spot to the penthouse, watch the money stack stack Hustle every night, turned my life to a plaque plaque I was broke broke, now it’s bubbles in the cup cup Private jet flights, I don’t land I just touch touch From the block to the top, never gave a fuck nah Lavish lifestyle but the grind still tucked yeah! [Verse 1 - rapid style flow, aggressive delivery] Started with nothin’ but a dream and some hard work Flippin’ packs in the dark, had the dogs on alert No sleep just grind, eyes red like the bricks Every loss taught a lesson, turned pain into kicks Now the wrist cost a brick, chain do a backflip Foreign whips in the driveway, all matte black shit Used to ride the city bus, now it’s luxury skrrt Humble in my heart but the bank lookin’ hurt hurt Pockets full mind full, still movin’ like I’m down ‘Cause the ones who seen the bottom know how to hold the crown Diamonds dancin’ heavy, they do the moonwalk Every step I take the haters tryna doom talk But I’m too far gone, engine roar like a lion From the trenches to the mansion, yeah the view sky high [Chorus - melodic auto-tune, energetic chant flow] I was down bad, now I’m up up, whole lotta racks racks Humble beginnings, now the foreign do the dash skrrt Trap spot to the penthouse, watch the money stack stack Hustle every night, turned my life to a plaque plaque I was broke broke, now it’s bubbles in the cup cup Private jet flights, I don’t land I just touch touch From the block to the top, never gave a fuck nah Lavish lifestyle but the grind still tucked yeah! [Verse 2 - melodic Future menace flow, bouncy menace] Slidin’ through the city in the foreign, engine singin’ Auto-tune my pain, now it’s money that I’m bringin’ Used to hide from the lights, now the lights follow me Every move calculated, chess not Monopoly Hundred bands in the duffel look like a brick Took the elevator up, never took the easy lick Designer on my body but the soul still street Countin’ up these M’s while the bass knock the beat They said I wouldn’t make it, now I laugh in first class Humble roots in my veins but the cash move fast Wrist on freeze, neck on sub-zero Turned my whole life to a movie, no hero From the mud where the snakes slither I rose up quicker Now the whole world watchin’ like how the fuck he did it [Outro - hyped ad-libs, fading trap energy] Up up never down down Whole lotta hustle, whole lotta racks now Skrrt skrrt, yeah! Lavish but humble, that’s the code, let’s go!
