From Hand-Me-Downs to Headliner

Used to count change on the bus seat

Share one meal, split it like a must-eat

Holes in my shoes, rain in my socks

Dreams in my head, all I had in stock

Landlord knock, mama say "we praying"

Fridge light bright, but it stayed vacant

Hand-me-down shirt, tag still ripped

Only thing fresh was the hope on my lips

From rags to riches, I stitched my story

Blood on the laces, now I walk in glory

They ain't see the nights, they just see the ice

Paid for every shine with a sacrifice

From rags to riches, I flipped that pain

Turned every closed door to a household name

If they want the truth, better read these stitches

Every scar on my skin screaming rags to riches (yeah)

I was writing verses in a broke phone screen

Cracks on the glass like lines on a scene

Had to skip sleep, clock in, then clock out

Practice on breaks, rap soft, no shout

Homies fell off, some folded, some stayed

Some got caged, some laid in the grave

I kept going, even when my faith thin

Last in the line, still swore I'd win

From rags to riches, I stitched my story

Blood on the laces, now I walk in glory

They ain't see the nights, they just see the ice

Paid for every shine with a sacrifice

From rags to riches, I flipped that pain

Turned every closed door to a household name

If they want the truth, better read these stitches

Every scar on my skin screaming rags to riches (oh)

I remember couches, now it's condos

I remember quiet, now it's packed shows

Same old soul, just a new position

Still that kid that believed in the vision (believed in the vision)

From rags to riches, I stitched my story

Blood on the laces, now I walk in glory

They ain't see the nights, they just see the ice

Paid for every shine with a sacrifice

From rags to riches, I flipped that pain

Turned every closed door to a household name

If they want the truth, better read these stitches

Every scar on my skin screaming rags to riches