I grew up where the bullets taught the rhythm of the street Little hands learned the hustle, little hearts learned to bleed From playground schemes to midnight reigns, I earned my crown in sand Now the city moves like chess, every piece beneath my hand Born a product of the corners, taught survival by the night Little kid with cold eyes, learned to hustle, learned to fight Skills for the shadow trade, I played the game too young Saw brothers disappear, heard mothers cry unsung Blood on concrete, names erased by dawn Betrayals stacked like bricks, loyalty long gone But I kept my head low, sharpened vision, made a plan From hood-grown hunger to the fist that bridged the land From the gutter to the throne, I rose, I climbed Built an empire from pain, turned the dark into my time I'm a king without a crown, but the world obeys my hand From every street to marble halls, I'm the one who runs this land Young boss in a bulletproof jacket, took my turf with iron will Moved silent through the alleys, made the broken valley still Deals whispered in the smoke, trust sold for a dime Every handshake held a gamble, every oath a crime We carved our names in cement, ran the nights like storms Turned hunger into currency, kept the wolves in form I paid the price with scars, learned the cost of holding fast Made my enemies examples, turned their futures into past From the gutter to the throne, I rose, I climbed Built an empire from pain, turned the dark into my time I'm a king without a crown, but the world obeys my hand From every street to marble halls, I'm the one who runs this land Power tastes like iron, but it burns like gasoline Luxury in shadows, conscience split between I bought protection, bought loyalty, bought silence in the night But late at midnight windows show the price of holding might Now I move in boardroom light, suits bend to my command Politicians on my payroll, businessmen at my stand I sign the deals in shadows, gold lines where mercy once was The streets that raised me cheer, the towers give applause From corner kid to magnate, I hold nations by a thread Paper, power, plastic smiles, this empire I have fed But every throne is lonely, every mirror shows the cost I wear the crown of consequences for everything I lost From the gutter to the throne, I rose, I climbed Built an empire from pain, turned the dark into my time I'm a king without a crown, but the world obeys my hand From every street to marble halls, I'm the one who runs this land Lights dim on the boulevard, the city hums my name I carved my fate in shadows, earned both glory and the blame From the gueto to the top, I stand where few withstand Empire of a gangster, built by my own hand