Yeah, uh
Check the rhythm, check the math
Watch me climb, watch the crash
Corner store philosophy, counting bills at dawn
Everything you build can vanish when the moment's gone
Pocket full of wins but the rent's still due
Taste success for a minute, then it's back to you
Champagne thoughts on a tap water budget
Made a hundred off a flip, celebration, then I thud it
Right back to the pavement where the real ones stand
Empty palm extended hoping someone understands
Up then down, that's the motion
Peak then drown in slow motion
Rise up, touch the ceiling
Fall back, feel the dealing
Moment hits, then it's fleeting
Clock ticks, heart's still beating
Rise up, taste the fever
Fall back, true believer
Nothing sticks when you're reaching
Life's the lesson, pain's the teaching
Bus stop wisdom written in graffiti tags
Yesterday's king becomes tomorrow's running gag
Stack it, spend it, chase it, lose it, cycle never breaks
Hustle hard for the ascent, then the bottom shakes
Corner cypher victories don't pay the cable bill
Mic check excellence won't subsidize the thrill
So I balance on this edge between the high and low
Celebrate the climb but respect the undertow
What goes up
Must acknowledge gravity
What feels earned
Can dissolve so rapidly
Hold it loose
Or watch it slip away
Every peak's
Just borrowing from a valley day
Rise up, touch the ceiling
Fall back, feel the dealing
Moment hits, then it's fleeting
Clock ticks, heart's still beating
Rise up, taste the fever
Fall back, true believer
Nothing sticks when you're reaching
Life's the lesson, pain's the teaching
Check the rhythm, check the math
Watch me climb, watch the crash
Every summit, every dip
Keep the groove, don't lose the grip
