
He don't see the 4AM calls, the late night texts
He don't see the pressure sittin' heavy on the chest
We turn the doubt into fuel, that's the flex
He still talkin' loud, we already on the next
I see the fake smiles, they just want the glow
But we already know, we already know
We move quiet, let the work do the talk
He still guessin', still watchin' from the walk
We got the blueprint, he still readin' the map
We already there, he still tryna adapt
He don't know the hunger, he don't feel the fire
We built the empire, he still chasin' the wire
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Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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