Lyrics
Rse 1)
Born in the smoke where the sirens sing
Chrome for a crown, chain for a ring
My throne's these streets, my robe's this sweat
Dreams cost blood — I ain't paid off yet
(Chorus)
I'm rich in the hustle, broke in the pride
Built this kingdom with nothin' to hide
Living in Compton like a prince
Holy in the hustle, but the pain won't rinse
(Verse 2)
Old Buick coughin' down Central Ave
Pocket full of hope, that's all I have
Streetlight flicker — that's my prayer
Ain't no crown if you don't wear fear
(Pre—Chorus)
Tell me what's gold
If the soul gets sold
(Chorus)
I'm rich in the hustle, broke in the pride
Got a throne of struggle, nowhere to hide
Living in Compton like a prince
Tryna reach heaven with a hell—bent grin
(Verse 3 – "Patches" Verse)
Mama said, "Son, keep your heart like Patches,"
Sew up the pain when the world unlatches
Hard times teach what the schools can't preach
I found my faith where the streetlights reach
(Verse 4 – "Johnny Cash" Verse)
I wear this black like Johnny Cash
For every soul that life done trashed
A man walks tall through smoke and sin
Sings for the lost he carries within
(Bridge)
The blocks don't bow, the nights run deep
Dreams get shot while the angels sleep
The crown's too heavy but I still resist
A prince in the struggle, can't dismiss this fist
(Final Chorus / Outro)
I'm rich in the hustle, broke in the pride
Still hold my head, still walk that line
Living in Compton like a prince
Ain't clean, ain't safe — but I still exist