Seeds in the Dark

[Intro] [Verse 1] I bought the dream at twenty cents, a kid with Wi-Fi and some rent. Charts like rollercoasters, stomach in my throat. Mama said, “Get a job, boy,” I said, “Mama, I’m buildin’ hope.” FOMO nights, paper hands screamin’ loud in my ear, But somethin’ deep in my chest kept whisperin’, “Stay right here.” Watched the whales dump heavy, watched the weak ones hit the road, Turned my phone face-down, told myself, “This ain’t over, no.” [Chorus] Highs are high, highs take you straight to the moon, darlin’. Lows are low, lows make you question it all. But the ones who stay when the chart’s bleedin’ red, Wake up millionaires, kings in their own bed. We planted in the darkness, believed when it burned like fire, Now the garden’s bloomin’ wild from that crypto dirt and wire. This here’s for the patient souls who never hit sell, Turned conviction to rivers of gold, ringin’ like a dinner bell. [Verse 2] Four-year cycles like the seasons turnin’ slow back home, Countin’ down the halvin’ like prayers carved in stone. Friends cashed out at the bottom, said, “Boy, you lost your ever-lovin’ mind.” I just stacked a few more sats, left ’em dust in the wind behind. Ate ramen through the dip, wore that same ol’ faded hoodie, Dreamed in Lambos under stars, but kept trudgin’ through the muddy. They laughed when I said, “One day we’ll rise,” called it fool’s gold, a gambler’s lie, Now they text, “Hey brother, you holdin’?” when the bull comes ridin’ by. [Chorus] Highs are high, highs take you straight to the moon, darlin’. Lows are low, lows make you question it all. But the ones who stay when the chart’s bleedin’ red, Wake up millionaires, kings in their own bed. We planted in the darkness, believed when it burned like fire, Now the garden’s bloomin’ wild from that crypto dirt and wire. This here’s for the patient souls who never hit sell, Turned conviction to rivers of gold, ringin’ like a dinner bell. [Bridge] To every HODLer ridin’ out this storm right here and now, I know it’s tearin’ at ya, wearin’ you down somehow. Keep them keys ice-cold, keep that heart burnin’ bright, The future you bought in the dark? It’s climbin’ into the light. One more cycle, one more breath, one more “not your keys, not your cheese,” Then we’ll toast on the beach with the salt wind in the breeze. [Final Chorus – Build It Big] Highs are high… Lord, we earned every damn one. Lows were low… but look what we’ve become, son. From the ashes of the c***h, from the fear and the endless rain, We built us a new world on that unbreakable chain. Here’s to the dreamers who held tight to the seed, Quiet rebels who turned hope to all they’d ever need. We made it, y’all—we really, truly made it through, Harvest moon’s a-glowin’, and we’re finally comin’ home to you. [Outro] Keep stackin’… keep plantin’… The best is still ridin’ on in. Ain’t financial advice… Just the ballad of the ones who never give in.