Built From Nothing (U S A )

He was living eggs on the night shift life! I got no book on the kitchen chair drawing blueprint and listen in the podcast talking how to begin saved each tip like a secret vote one day this name's gonna be on that note from the cornerstone hustle to the start of dream every smile I give is gasoline Look what we've done! In the basement with a beat of mic Droppin' rhymes and midnight upload No likes here to still grind and still broke his hair But the flow got sharper and the story could sell Single mom in a rusty van Sewing late night orders with a fire-tier plan Turns a-craftin' to a brand-on fire From a borrowed table to a whole empire From the front porch someday to the neon sign Every little act of faith says this one's mine But from nothing in the U.S.A. Where the road is rough But it's still your lane You can fail on Monday Change your life by four Be the first one in your bloodline Whoever risked it all Yeah, we stray, yeah, we stray But we rise back through the pain Cause the sky is made for handheld high for nothing in the USA From the garage band noise To the corner food truck From a code nine type To a rig in the muck From the kid who said one day With a crack in his voice To the woman in the mirror Who found the editor Keep on running!