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