Lonely livin on the border, fuck it, I want more
Every goddamn day's a war, ain't keepin fuckin score
System's rigged to break you, make you bow down like a bitch
But my gut screams, "Fuck that!" I ain't takin that shit
Born with nothin, lights cut off, we sat in fuckin dark
When we couldn't pay for heat, still had fire in my heart
Middle ground's a death trap, caught between these fucked-up worlds
Too street for these suburbs, too smart for the hood pearls
They don't get the struggle when you've walked through both doors
When you've seen how rich live but your ass still dirt poor
Intuition screamin', "Build your own fuckin lane"
When they laughed at my dreams, thought my ass was insane
Poverty's a mind-fuck, not just empty pockets
Break the mental shackles before the bank account profits
Some days wanna say "fuck it all" and blow my high
But that fire in my gut says, "Bitch, don't you fuckin die"
Border life taught me how to switch up, how to slide
Now I'm buildin' empires, lettin' others catch a ride
No one in my corner meant I learned to ride solo
Built these fuckin shoulders up, heart turned cold though
Cold hearts still beat, still pump blood through the pain
Now I'm breakin' off pieces, no longer feel the same
Intuition led me through the darkest of the nights
Now I'm my own beacon, fuck waitin on your lights
Now I'm managing the traffic escalating through the bullshit
Anticipating growth
While y'all proliferate popular practices picked by particularly peculiar people and it shows
I'm changing direction,ain't peaked
This is a brand new me
Dreams ain't for the weak, they're blueprints for the bold
The middle ain't where you stuck, it's where you take fuckin' hold
Loneliness taught me to vibe with my own damn self
Fuck fake friends and family who left me on the shelf
Poverty can't touch me, can't haunt my ass no more
'Cause my intuition gave me keys to kick down every door
(Fuck that life they planned...)
(I'm on my own throne...)
(Poverty's a ghost...)
(Can't touch me no more...)
WORLDPATTERNZ
