Intro

RDC GP

Run that code

Grind ’til gold

(Yeah, let’s go)

Verse 1

He:

Clock in, cracked phone, same screen, new day

Bus seat, cold glass, big dream, no pay

Mom say “rest,” but the rent say “move”

So I lace up, face up, got something to prove

Left on read, but I read that pain

Turn doubt to a route, take the long-way lanes

They laugh at the kid, now the kid take aim

I don’t chase that crown, I engrave my name

She:

Curls tied back, hoops swing, no fear