No Handouts

Yeah…

All this came from the mud, you feel me?

Ain’t nobody give me nothin’

Had to go take that

Minnesota… stand up

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I was broke but my mind was rich

Flippin’ hope into plans, now I’m out this b***h

Kept my circle small, ‘cause they’ll switch for chips

Seen friends turn fake over dollar tips

(That’s facts)

I ain’t ask for help, I was built for pain

When it stormed on me, I walked through the rain

Turned losses to lessons, now it ain’t the same

Got respect in the streets, they remember my name

(Yeah, they do)

I put time in the hustle, I bled for mine

Told my brothers, “We gon’ eat — just stay in line”

Had nothin’ but a dream and a loaded nine

Now the vision getting clearer with every dime

(Swear to God)

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I ain’t never had no handouts (Nah)

Every dollar, I ran down

From the gutter to the penthouse

Had to make my own route

I ain’t never had no favors

All I got was cold looks and some prayers

But I kept goin’ up like elevators

Now I’m in a new zone, see ya later

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From the same blocks where the cold’ll get you

Where your own blood might fold against you

Where a handshake fake, and the love conditional

I just play low and keep movin’ like a ritual

(Stay sharp)

I done seen it all, still ain’t blinked

I was broke in the trap, still couldn’t sink

Now my son see me shine and he wanna be me

So I teach him how to grind, not to chase what’s easy

(Real talk)

They just post for the look, I live what I rap

I’m the proof that the pain don’t break, it builds back

I don’t flex for the ’Gram, I invest in the fam

I been up, I been down — still stick to the plan

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I ain’t never had no handouts (Never)

Every dollar, I ran down

From the gutter to the penthouse

Had to make my own route

I ain’t never had no favors

All I got was cold looks and some prayers

But I kept goin’ up like elevators

Now I’m in a new zone, see ya later

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For real…

It’s all hustle

No luck

Rest in peace to all the ones we lost…

We still winnin’ for you

Cashinova