Chase The Bag Lyrics

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Nigga, common

Yo, I come from the streets, where the hustle is real

Raised by the concrete, my heart forged with steel

Every day was a struggle, tryna make a way

But through the pain and the tears, I learned to chase the bag, no delay

Grew up in the hood, where dreams often fade

But I had a vision, I refused to be played

No silver spoon, just a hunger in my eyes

Fueled by determination, I aimed for the skies

Momma worked two jobs, just to pay the rent

Daddy's in the slammer, didn't know where he went

But I stayed focused, kept my head in the game

Grinding all day, chasing fortune and fame

I remember late nights, on the block, pushing weight

Dodging police, praying I could beat fate

But the streets ain't loyal, lost a brother to the game

Shot down in cold blood, left me scared with pain

That was my wake-up call, my moment of truth

No longer blind to the cycle of violence and abuse

Decided to change my path, redirect my aim

Harness my talents, leave behind the street game

Spittin' rhymes, putting my soul on the beat

Telling my story, pouring my heart in each heat

Music became my therapy, my way to escape

From the struggles of the past, and the demons I'd face

Now I'm risin' to the top, got my name in lights

They said I'd never make it, but I silenced their spite

From the hood to the stages, I'm living my dream

Showin' others that hope is real, no matter how it seems

But I stay humble, I remember where I came from

My success didn't come easy, nothin' was handed just claimed

So I share my story, inspire the ones still in the struggle

Let them know they can rise, they can burst through the rubble

I chase the bag, not just for me, but for those left behind

The ones still trappin', still searching for a sign

I'm here to uplift