Mud to Marble

Whispers in the dark Cold as the concrete Clock never stops From the trap to the top But the pain don't fade, don't fade Chasing ghosts in the night Every move I make Grew up with a sermon Scream every hour, pockets empty Dreams buried in the pot A mama crying at night Bill stacking higher Hit the corner, yo Firing my supplier Bricks in the stacks Fiends at the door One wrong look Bodies hit the floor Redoes the blue lights But my circle rally We'll be in the kitchen Scales tip away Plus another sleep Burning nights to fade Lost my brother to the gang Bullet through his chest Now I ride for revenge Bullet through his chest Now I ride for revenge No time for rest Money flooding in But the boys stay wide Smiling on the outside Demons inside From racks to the ridges But the streets call back, every scar on my soul Trapped life got me chained But I'm breaking pounds in a trunk Stacks to my knee violence in my veins But I'm winning the war that's a foot of hunger Forever wanting more, dark clouds over me Thunder in my chest, success tastes sweet But it's bittersweet From the mud the mud to the marble I rose through the pain I ain't trapped can't crumb but the crown way heavy like chains. Rivals creep close, lives in the dark, paranoia in my shadows. Fucking walk, flip a bird, but the past's haunting. Glows so they're falling, whisper while I sleep. Parties in the penthouse, bottles pop out. Trust earned an ash clock on my hip turn hoping to cash up a jungle flight. Lions in the concrete survive the storm, not a throne, incomplete wealth blind our eyes. But the struggle of mine, every dot I touch Got a story behind triumph in the mirror But eyes full of rage every change But trapped in my cage Childlike got me chained But I'm breaking pounds of trouble Stacks to my knee violence in my veins But I'm winning the war so for the hunger Forever one more cause over me Thunder in my chest, success tastes sweet But it's bittersweet From the mud to the marble, I'm winning the war Muscle for the hunger, forever want more Dark clouds over me, thunder in my chest Success tastes sweet, but it's bittersweet From the mud to the morrows, through the pain trap Can't get ground, but the ground way heavy like chain Knuckles face low, block lights damn low From the trap house grow to the spotlight show We forever prove that yeah yeah But I chase the dawn trap it so I know