Addicted to success
I'm addicted to success
Cant nobody tell me nothing
From the ground to the concrete
where I am I'm still me
there's a lot of people dying
but I'm still here
a cruel world I live in
where people are still fighting
to conquer their fears
I rather be scared of failure than not to be anything at all
I am the building that never fall.
In my world
mistakes become lessons
Hate me or Love me
Making it so far in life is a blessing.
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