Stacking Chips

Started in the gutter, crawled up from the grind Pocket full of nothin, just dreams in my mind Now I'm stacking chips, skyscrapers in my sights Checked the rearview, past vanishes in night Used to wear the same kicks, soles full of holes Now it's custom threads, diamond-studded goals Climbed the ladder, every rung a battle fought Negotiated struggle like a chessboard thought From rags to riches, hustle in my veins Turned my pain to power, broke through all the chains Every hard knock, every scar and stitch Now shining brighter, living out the switch Late nights grindin, early mornings on the chase Never slowed my pace, determined to make space Circled by doubters, but belief held strong Now crowds chant my name, every verse a song Used to dodge the bill collectors, live day by day Now meetings on top floors, deals underway From feast or famine to lavish champagne pours Turned life's scraps to luxury, opened gilded doors Resilience in my DNA, grit in my walk Crafted my destiny, every move less talk Used to pray for change, now I make it rain King from the underground, gold running in my vein