"From Struggles to Sovereignty: A Tribute to Grandma"
Yeah, four years old, life was tough,
Parents weren’t around, ts , it was rough.
Had to stay with Grandma, she was my rock,
Swear I’ll make her proud, hustle ’til I drop.
Streetlights flicker, but I’m focused on my dreams,
Late nights schemin’, plotting big schemes.
I won’t let her down, I’m out here grindin’,
Each step I take, my future’s shinin’.
No beef, we just carry 30 rounds,
Hit your homie with this drum, make him scream loud.
From the struggle to the throne, I’ll make it somehow,
For Grandma, I’ll rise, I’ll bow.
Heat in my soul, can’t blow out my fire,
Climbed out the gutter, now I’m aiming higher.
Lessons from Grandma, wisdom in her frown,
Every tear she shed turned to strength that I found.
I keep it real, no room for the fake,
Building up my empire, no chance I’ll break.
Runnin’ with the crew, we all got a dream,
From the bottom we rise, united a team.
No beef, we just carry 30 rounds,
Hit your homie with this drum, make him scream loud.
From the struggle to the throne, I’ll make it somehow,
For Grandma, I’ll rise, I’ll vow, I’ll bow.
Yeah, they don’t know the battles that I fought,
Every scar a lesson, every loss a thought.
With Grandma in my corner, I fear no man,
I’m chasing my fate, ‘cause I know I can.
So here’s to the struggles that shaped who I be,
With love from my grandma, I break all the seams.
I’ll make her proud, watch me claim my crown,
From a little boy’s dream to a king in this town.
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