Lyrics

Intro:*
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Gotta stay strong through it all, you know?
We don’t fold, we don’t break,
We just keep movin’.

*Verse 1:*
I came up from the trenches, had to make a way,
Grindin’ every night, prayin' for a better day.
They ain’t see the struggle, they don’t know the pain,
Lost some brothers to the streets, but I stay in my lane.

I was down bad, now I’m stackin’ racks,
Made it out the mud, ain't no lookin' back.
Had to cut some ties, they was movin' fake,
You either ridin' with me, or you in the way.

Fast life, no sleep, we don’t rest here,
I can’t trust a soul, too many disappear.
Told my mama I’ma make it, yeah, we gon' be straight,
Had to risk it all just to get food on the plate.

*Pre-Chorus:*
I’ve been through the storm, but I never fold,
Heart full of pain, but I never told.
Had to hustle, had to grind, had to keep control,
Now I’m up, and the ice got my wrist on froze.

*Chorus:*
I been through it all, I’ll never fold,
Loyal to the ones who never sold.
Came up from the dirt, now we on the road,
Runnin' to the top, now we countin' gold.

I’ve been on the grind, I never quit,
Had to flip the script, now we gettin' rich.
Had to cut ‘em off, they was counterfeit,
I’ve been through the fire, but I’m built for this.

*Verse 2:*
They was talkin' down, but I kept it pushin’,
Had to make decisions, I don’t need permission.
Had to leave the fake behind, now the vision clear,
Now the ones who doubted me, they tryna get near.

Fast lane, I don’t see the brakes,
Real ones movin' with me, and they never flake.
I’ve been on a mission, got no time to waste,
If it ain’t ‘bout the family, I ain’t chasin’ cake.

I remember days, all I had was a dream,
Now I’m ridin' foreign, money bustin' out the seams.
All them nights I prayed, God was listenin’,
Now we drippin’ in designer, everything we winnin’.

*Pre-Chorus:*
I’ve been through the storm, but I never fold,
Heart full of pain, but I never told.
Had to hustle, had to grind, had to keep control,
Now I’m up, and the ice got my wrist on froze.

*Chorus:*
I been through it all, I’ll never fold,
Loyal to the ones who never sold.
Came up from the dirt, now we on the road,
Runnin' to the top, now we countin' gold.

I’ve been on the grind, I never quit,
Had to flip the script, now we gettin' rich.
Had to cut ‘em off, they was counterfeit,
I’ve been through the fire, but I’m built for this.