Built Different From Day One I wake up before the city even starts moving, hoodie zipped tight and tracksuit ready, knowing the grind doesn't wait for nobody. The streets raised me to understand one thing early—if you want it, you go get it, no excuses, no shortcuts.Trapstar Here threads sit on me like a reminder that work ethic isn’t someth

Raised by the Streets I grew up in a place where survival wasn’t a choice—it was a requirement, and every day felt like a test of will. The block shaped me, teaching me early that life doesn’t hand out breaks, it rewards the ones who hustle hard and stay sharp.I remember nights in my hoodie, walking the same corners while building a vision n