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I was raised where the dreams get sold for a crumb
Now it's chains so froze make the summer feel numb
Kept my aim on the prize never tripped on the hate
Stacked my change 'til it grew into big-boy weight
Now it's gold on my frame heavy links when I stroll
Every piece hard-earned not a thing that I stole
See, I learned from the block it ain't all about flash
Some shine then they drop 'cause they move too fast
I invested in the glow not just flex for the crowd
Kept my hustle in the cut now my necklace is loud
It's that slow grind money not the quick con scam
Turned a nickel to a brick 'til I fit my plan
Now my wrists got the glint every ring got a glare
Gold dreams in my grip I ain't lettin' 'em tear
See the shine ain't for clowns it's for those who survive
Turn the grime to a crown keep the glow when you thrive
Motha fucka
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