Grind Mode

{sub-bass roll-in} Yeah, we moving in silence {snare hit,

ticking

hi-hats}

Early morning, late night,

same grind Counting every dollar,

chasing after what is mine From the concrete corner to the penthouse

view

They don't understand the work I had to put through No handouts,

no favors, just blood on the stone Building an empire entirely alone

(strictly business) They sleep while we working

Behind the velvet curtain

(work, work) {guitars swell under

vocals} I'm a self-made hustler,

standing in the rain

Turning all the struggle directly into gain

No time to rest,

yeah, we run this town

They can try to pull us but we're never going down (never

down)

{anthemic synthesizer layer} Stacking up the lessons from the bottom to the

peak Silence in my circle,

we don't need to speak

Every single move is calculated and precise If you want the crown,

you gotta pay the price

(pay the price)

No time for the talking,

we let the numbers run Never stopping till the whole job is

done {808 drops out on last line} {low-pass filter on beat} Nobody

saw the vision when it was small

Now they call my line but I won't answer the call

(no way) {drum rolls build back up}

I'm a self-made hustler,

standing in the rain

Turning all the struggle directly into gain

No time to rest,

yeah, we run this town

They can try to pull us but we're never going down (never

going down,

yeah)

{full orchestration peaking} Yeah,

we built this from the dust

In ourselves we trust {synth

fade out, final ticking clock

sound}