Зацени больно Чето я раздал Прикольный стиль Нас закрутит череда событий Надо вывезти Разберусь и сам но большой рахмет За личный совет Брат тебе респект Да базара нет Зачем унывать Улыбнись мадам Будто бы дна нет брат в её глазах Я тану базара нет Всё пропал пацан
On the grind, no stopping, it's clear, never dropping, Chasing that paper, my hustle ain't flopping. Through nights, through days, no pause, no delays, In the city's maze, I blaze my own ways. Dreams in my pocket, ambition in my locket, I'm the storm, the rocket, in this financial docket. Turning every no into a maybe, then a yes, I'm playing the game, aiming to impress. With each step, I'm closer, to the top I'm a poser, Turning my visions into reality, composure. On this path, I'm relentless, my spirit tireless, In the pursuit of success, my ambition is boundless. In the dead of the night, when the world's out of sight, I'm plotting my course, under the moon's soft light. My dreams ain't just dreams, they're plans in disguise, Turning doubts into dust, I'm set to rise. With every setback, I find a new track, Learning from the falls, I come back stronger, no lack. The grind's got me weary, but I won't let it break me, I've got sights on the prize, not just what you see. It's the legacy I'm after, for my family, my name, To rise above the struggles, the heartache, and the pain. I invest in my growth, in knowledge, I'm wealthy, Understanding that true gains come to those who are stealthy. Verse 5: My path is unique, not a straight line but a climb, With each step, I face challenges, sublime. I'm more than my goals, more than the hustle, I'm a warrior in spirit, flexing my muscle. The top is in sight, but I'm enjoying the journey, For success is not just the end, but the learning. Verse 6: As I chase that paper, let it not be misunderstood, It's not just for the luxury, but for the greater good. To uplift those around me, to make a change, To rewrite the stars, the limits, rearrange. I'm on this grind, with a purpose so deep, For the promises I've made, are the ones I intend to keep.
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Зацени больно Чето я раздал
Прикольный стиль
Нас закрутит череда событий
Надо вывезти
Разберусь и сам но большой рахмет
За личный совет
Брат тебе респект
Да базара нет
Зачем унывать
Улыбнись мадам
Будто бы дна нет брат в её глазах
Я тану базара нет
Всё пропал пацан
sounds a bit like Raindrops (by metro boomin and travis)
Efeito do prometazin me
Deixa mais longe de mim
Damn
On the grind, no stopping, it's clear, never dropping,
Chasing that paper, my hustle ain't flopping.
Through nights, through days, no pause, no delays,
In the city's maze, I blaze my own ways.
Dreams in my pocket, ambition in my locket,
I'm the storm, the rocket, in this financial docket.
Turning every no into a maybe, then a yes,
I'm playing the game, aiming to impress.
With each step, I'm closer, to the top I'm a poser,
Turning my visions into reality, composure.
On this path, I'm relentless, my spirit tireless,
In the pursuit of success, my ambition is boundless.
In the dead of the night, when the world's out of sight,
I'm plotting my course, under the moon's soft light.
My dreams ain't just dreams, they're plans in disguise,
Turning doubts into dust, I'm set to rise.
With every setback, I find a new track,
Learning from the falls, I come back stronger, no lack.
The grind's got me weary, but I won't let it break me,
I've got sights on the prize, not just what you see.
It's the legacy I'm after, for my family, my name,
To rise above the struggles, the heartache, and the pain.
I invest in my growth, in knowledge, I'm wealthy,
Understanding that true gains come to those who are stealthy.
Verse 5:
My path is unique, not a straight line but a climb,
With each step, I face challenges, sublime.
I'm more than my goals, more than the hustle,
I'm a warrior in spirit, flexing my muscle.
The top is in sight, but I'm enjoying the journey,
For success is not just the end, but the learning.
Verse 6:
As I chase that paper, let it not be misunderstood,
It's not just for the luxury, but for the greater good.
To uplift those around me, to make a change,
To rewrite the stars, the limits, rearrange.
I'm on this grind, with a purpose so deep,
For the promises I've made, are the ones I intend to keep.
Poem ahh lyrics.