[Verse 1] Little Zoe on the corner, worn sneakers, dirty face Kids laughed when he walked by, no love in that place Mama working double shifts, lights cut off again Ten years old with heavy shoulders, wondering when it ends They threw rocks, called him names, said he'd never be shit But pain got a way of forging steel when you don't quit Summer night he swung back, bloodied knuckles, broken tooth That's the moment something shifted, that's when he found the truth [Pre-Chorus] From the bottom to the block Turned that pain into a plot Now he moving like he got something to prove [Chorus] Now he on the block with a pocket full of rocks and Glock and his only goal is to make it to make it to the to Now he on the block with a pocket full of rocks and Glock and his only goal is to make it to make it to the to [Verse 2] Streetlights his only witness, backpack full of work Learned the game from OGs who showed him how it hurts No handouts, no shortcuts, just survival and the grind Every dollar that he touched was freedom on his mind They said he wouldn't last a week, too soft, too young But hunger got a language that's spoken with the tongue Moving packs from block to block, eyes sharper than a blade Zoe turned into a ghost, the price that had to be paid [Pre-Chorus] From the struggle to the top Heart colder than the block Now he moving with a hunger they can't stop [Chorus] Now he on the block with a pocket full of rocks and Glock and his only goal is to make it to make it to the to Now he on the block with a pocket full of rocks and Glock and his only goal is to make it to make it to the to [Bridge] They don't know about them nights with no heat They don't know about that hunger, empty plates to eat They don't know what it takes to flip that pain to power This ain't just a hustle, this survival by the hour [Chorus] Now he on the block with a pocket full of rocks and Glock and his only goal is to make it to make it to the to Now he on the block with a pocket full of rocks and Glock and his only goal is to make it to make it to the to [Outro] From ridicule to respect, Zoe made his own way Ten years old he hit the block, and he still here today Pocket full of purpose, yeah, he gonna make it through This the story of a soldier, this the story that's true