Chasing Bread

Yeah, yeah

Out here grinding, no cap

Woke up in the morning, same mission on repeat

These streets don't love nobody, gotta hustle for the feast

Pockets empty, stomach growling, rent due in a week

No silver spoon, no handouts, just the grind beneath my feet

Mama told me stay focused, never let 'em see you weak

I'm chasing paper, chasing dreams, climbing mountains steep

Skrrt, skrrt

Every corner got a story, every block a different test

But I'm built different, never fold under pressure or stress

I'm out here chasing bread, chasing bread

Street life, hustle hard till I'm fed

No sleep, no rest, till I get ahead

Chasing bread, chasing bread, yeah

I'm out here chasing bread, chasing bread

Every dollar, every dime, gotta spread

This life chose me, now I'm seeing red

Chasing bread, chasing bread, let's go

They don't know the struggle, they just see the shine

But behind every win, there's a hundred losses in the grind

Friends turned to enemies over dollar signs

But I keep it moving, tunnel vision on mine

Gang, gang

Street taught me lessons that no classroom ever could

Trust nobody fully, even when they say it's good

I'm stacking, I'm planning, I'm plotting for the hood

One day I'll break free, but right now it's understood

I'm out here chasing bread, chasing bread

Street life, hustle hard till I'm fed

No sleep, no rest, till I get ahead

Chasing bread, chasing bread, yeah

I'm out here chasing bread, chasing bread

Every dollar, every dime, gotta spread

This life chose me, now I'm seeing red

Chasing bread, chasing bread

No cap, we chasing bread

Streets made me, yeah