[Verse] Stepped in the door, corners cracked, paint peeled, Borrowed couch sittin’ like a throne, battlefield, Fridge full of hope, just ice and some light, Every crack in the floor tells a story of fight. Windows busted, but I’m seein’ new views, City hustle loud but I’m makin’ my moves, Keys in my hand, it’s a start, not the end, First apartment, girl, time to rise, not pretend. [Pre-Chorus] Late nights, street lights, shadows on my wall, Dreams bigger than these broken halls. [Chorus] This couch might be borrowed, but my throne is real, Fridge full of hope, that’s the strength I feel, Every scar, every crack, it’s a battle won, First place, first step, yeah, I’m the one. This couch might be borrowed, but my throne is real, Fridge full of hope, that’s the strength I feel, Every scar, every crack, it’s a battle won, First place, first step, yeah, I’m the one. [Verse] Bills stackin’ up, but I’m stackin’ dreams higher, Streetwise queen, in a city of fire, Paintin’ my future with these gritty hands, From borrowed to boss, that’s the plan I command. No silver spoon, just a fierce, bold heart, Startin’ from scratch, but I’m playin’ my part, Came for the struggle, stayed for the climb, First apartment story, one day at a time. [Pre-Chorus] Late nights, street lights, shadows on my wall, Dreams bigger than these broken halls. [Chorus] This couch might be borrowed, but my throne is real, Fridge full of hope, that’s the strength I feel, Every scar, every crack, it’s a battle won, First place, first step, yeah, I’m the one. This couch might be borrowed, but my throne is real, Fridge full of hope, that’s the strength I feel, Every scar, every crack, it’s a battle won, First place, first step, yeah, I’m the one. [Bridge] From the cracks in the pavement to the stars in the ceiling, I’m building my empire, brick by brick, feeling Every knock, every loss just fuels my fire, This borrowed couch? Nah, that’s my empire’s pyre. [Chorus] This couch might be borrowed, but my throne is real, Fridge full of hope, that’s the strength I feel, Every scar, every crack, it’s a battle won, First place, first step, yeah, I’m the one. This couch might be borrowed, but my throne is real, Fridge full of hope, that’s the strength I feel, Every scar, every crack, it’s a battle won, First place, first step, yeah, I’m the one. [Outro] First apartment, new dawn, I’m risin’ high, Fridge full of hope and a borrowed couch, I fly.