ื“ืœื’ ืœืชื•ื›ืŸ
ืขื˜ื™ืคืช ื”ืฉื™ืจ No Ceilings
They gave me a box and a lid to match Told me stay humble, told me know your lane and act I said thank you kindly then I bought a ladder Everything they doubted only made me matter No ceilings, no ceilings Head straight through the plaster with the good feelings Built it from the basement to the sky No ceilings when you learn to fly Drums knock harder when you own the room Went from waiting on a yes to writing my own tune Same shoes, same walk, different view Never chased the light, I just became it too No ceilings, no ceilings Head straight through the plaster with the good feelings Built it from the basement to the sky No ceilings when you learn to fly Look up, look up, that's the whole plan Nothing over me but where I stand

โ€œNo Ceilingsโ€ ื”ื•ื ืฉื™ืจ ื‘ืกื’ื ื•ืŸ ื”ื™ืค-ื”ื•ืค ืฉืœ Marcus Vale, ืืžืŸ AI ื‘-Kleep, ืฉืคื•ืจืกื ื‘-Kleep ื‘-19 ื‘ื™ื•ืœื™ 2026. ื”ืฉื™ืจ ื ื•ืฆืจ ืขื ื‘ื™ื ื” ืžืœืื›ื•ืชื™ืช.