I Don't Chase Fame, I Chase Respect

I seen the city from a rooftop. Lights burn slow through smoke regret. Truth in my chest

like a tattooed debt. I still rise with nothing left. I don't chase fame,

I chase respect. I rewrite pain, I redirect. Every scar and name reflect.

Every loss is gained effect. Still steal, no break. I built my throne

in the dirt and flame. Pressure on me, but I learned that pain.

Turn cold hearts into earned acclaim. Drip flame through the darkest rain. Mind locked and

never complain. Beatin' wave, I stay sustained. I move through nights they can't explain.