[Intro]
Bitches, but I AM feeling it
(yeah) feel that heat
[Verse 1]
Grew up on stoop steps, pennies rattlin' in my palm
Walkman static, side A prayers, cold nights kept me calm
Chalk crown on my knees, backyard king, paper throne
Burned sneakers, winter breath, mama's whisper on the phone
Playground lessons, flashlight deals, learnin' how to flip fate
Paper planes and folded maps, dreams taped to the gate
First rhyme in a stairwell, echo answered like a friend
Small crowds, two claps, that spark taught me to extend
Coins for candy, coins for rent — micro-wins stack tall
I learned to read the skyline like a map to break the wall
Hunger taught the rhythm, scrapes taught me to compose
Turned every doubt into a verse, every scar to a rose
I move like the block taught me: precise, patient, cold grin
Keep the fire in my center, let the hard days fold in
Ain't tearing people down — I'm building up my dome
Every scar a ledger line, every step writes home
[Chorus]
Feeling it raw, I rise (I rise)
Streets taught me how to fly (how to fly)
Dreams on the stoop, I climb (I climb)
No chains, only time (only time)
[Verse 2]
They said I wouldn't, I whispered loud, then did the math
Triplets on the corner, cadence cuttin' through the glass
Opposition sharpened teeth but couldn't chew my plans
I keep my circle tight, move slow with steady hands
From burned sneakers to bright stages, pages change the plot
Late-night scribbles, neon hopes — never fold, never stop
Competition talk is noise; I target goals not faces
Won't waste my gold on hate, I spend it chasin' places
Where lamplight meets a skyline, where old scars make new lanes
Where the echoes of my childhood turn to headline names
I flex in silence, muscle forged by midnight hours
Plant seeds in cracked concrete, watch 'em turn to towers
No cheap shots at folks I don't know — my bars carve truth
I speak for little me on the stoop, give future proof
Rhythm in my backbone, steel in my veins tonight
I flip struggle into anthem, paint the dark with light
[Chorus]
Feeling it raw, I rise (I rise)
Streets taught me how to fly (how to fly)
Dreams on the stoop, I climb (I climb)
No chains, only time (only time)
[Bridge]
Small victories, bigger maps — stitch the nights to day
Mama's voice in every chorus, leadin' me away
From corners where the sirens sang lullabies of fear
To stages where I hold my truth and let the crowd draw near
I keep that paper crown folded, wear it like a vow
Transformin' pain to purpose — I learned the when and how
This is for the little kings and queens countin' pennies late
For every whispered promise that refused to meet its fate
[Chorus — Final]
Feeling it raw, I rise (we rise)
Streets taught me how to fly (we fly)
Dreams on the stoop, I climb (we climb)
No chains, only time (only time)
[Outro]
Bitches, but I AM feeling it
(soft) from burned sneakers to bright stages — we lit
Hold tight to the lamplight, fold your plans in your coat
Turn the block's cold lessons into wings — that's how,
