[Intro] [Verse 1] Yo, I came from the mud with my boots still dirty, Every scar on my hustle, yeah, I earned it, no flirty. Late nights, cold lights, stacking every cent, Dreams on my back, but I never bent, nah, I’m hellbent. They said I’d c***h, but I’m shifting gears, Pedal down, no fear, got the vision clear. Bass thump like my heartbeat in the trap, Gold chains, but the grind’s what I can’t unwrap. [Chorus] Grind, grind, till the crown sits right, Ambition’s my weapon, I’m swinging all night. From the bottom to the throne, yeah, I’m taking flight, Grind glory, baby, turn the dark into light! [Verse 2] Old-school flow with a trap soul, I’m hybrid, Money talks, but my hustle’s d**d silent. Rollie on my wrist, but time’s my rival, Stacking bricks like my name’s survival. They tried to box me in, but I broke the cage, Now I’m writing checks on a blank page. Ice in my veins, but the fire won’t quit, Every loss flipped, now I’m owning the script. [Chorus] Grind, grind, till the crown sits right, Ambition’s my weapon, I’m swinging all night. From the bottom to the throne, yeah, I’m taking flight, Grind glory, baby, turn the dark into light! [Bridge] Legacy’s a marathon, I’m sprinting laps, Doubters in the rearview, I’m mapping traps. B***d, sweat, tears—triple threat, Ain’t no ceiling when the floor’s where I met. [Verse 3] King’s speech with the grit of the streets, Every rhyme’s a ladder, climbing past defeat. Money, power, respect—I’m cashing all three, Hustle’s my religion, and the grind’s my creed. Bassline shakes the ground where I stand, Palms up, watch me clap every demand. From the trap to the top, yeah, I’m self-made, Grind glory’s the anthem, never fade. [Chorus] Grind, grind, till the crown sits right, Ambition’s my weapon, I’m swinging all night. From the bottom to the throne, yeah, I’m taking flight, Grind glory, baby, turn the dark into light! [Outro] --- **Language of Input Content:** English