Kitchen Crown

IGNIS VERSE

[Verse 1]
Same wood grain, different digits now, hear the paper rustle.
Concrete dreams finally breaking ground, fueling the daily hustle.
Where fractions vexed and history's weight pressed down,
Now columns of cash, a high-rise built in this old town.

[Chorus]
Mama's table, different math today.
Counting blessings, paving my own way.
From homework woes to stacks so high,
Ignis Verse, watch my empire fly.

[Verse 2]
Scent of tinto still lingers, a matriarch's enduring grace,
Every bill a stone laid, building spires in this sacred space.
From 'el barrio' whispers to boardroom echoes, my voice amplifies,
No crumbling facades here, just strength under Medellín skies.

[Bridge]
The rain cleanses the concrete, reveals what's real and true,
Memories like scaffolding, supporting all I do.
This ambition, a tower, standing tall for all mi gente,
A legacy built, with 'ganas' and a fierce intent.

[Outro]
The echoes of resilience, in every single note.
This ain't just money, it's a future I wrote.