(Intro)
Yo, look—
I came up hungry, stomach on empty
Feds took bro, now my heart feel heavy
Mum’s on rent, gotta stack every penny
No handouts, tell ‘em don’t tempt me
(Verse 1)
Sixteen, I was outside late, no curfew
Fuck a plan B, I had to make this work too
School never paid, had to trap just to earn food
Now I touch paper, same hands that I served through
They never checked when I slept in the whip
They never asked if I ate, not a sip
Now they all askin’ for splits
Fuck that, I was alone when I flipped
I seen man switch for a blue note
Lost some bros, had to move on cutthroat
I know real pain, I don’t do jokes
Heart so cold, got frost on my new coat
I had to stack while they flexed in the club
Had to stay low, had to fight for the plug
Took me some Ls, but I flipped that quick
Turned to a boss, now I move too slick
(Pre-Chorus)
No love lost, I been out on my own
Can’t trust friends, fake smiles on my phone
Came from the struggle, can’t switch on my zone
I had to make it, no help, no loan
(Chorus)
Fuck what they say, I ain’t changin’ my ways
I got money to make, I got paper to chase
Lost a few friends, I got nothin’ to say
I been outside, had to learn the hard way
Fuck what they say, I ain’t playin’ no games
I got money to stack, I got flights to arrange
Came from the dirt, had to walk through the rain
Now I’m up and that shit won’t be the same
(Verse 2)
Took my last bag, put it all in a key
Made one flip, now I push that GT
Supra rev high, now the turbo scream
Used to push pedals, now it’s push to speed
Had to change gears, can’t crash like before
Lost some real ones, I ain’t losin’ no more
Mum still prays, but I sin on the road
Tryna break cycles, but pain still grows
Flew to Jamaica, unwind for a week
Big back ting wanna ride on the beach
She call me “papi,” she love how I speak
Told her don't love me, I'm gone in a week
Henny on ice, got the AP bustin'
Came from the mud, now the lifestyle custom
Still keep a blade, I ain't trustin’ nothin’
Racks in the duffle, no flex, just hustlin’
(Pre-Chorus)
No love lost, I been out on my own
Can’t trust friends, fake smiles on my phone
Came from the struggle, can’t switch on my zone
I had to make it, no help, no loan
(Chorus)
Fuck what they say, I ain’t changin’ my ways
I got money to make, I got paper to chase
Lost a few friends, I got nothin’ to say
I been outside, had to learn the hard way
Fuck what they say, I ain’t playin’ no games
I got money to stack, I got flights to arrange
Came from the dirt, had to walk through the rain
Now I’m up and that shit won’t be the same
(Outro)
Yo, look—
Came from the bottom, now I’m top of the city
Still keep a bally, still move gritty
Bro got a pack, he ain't servin' no kiddies
We double it up, then we split it like fifty
Now I’m up, but the past still haunts
Money don’t fix what the heart still wants
Still hear bro’s voice in my head some nights
Tellin’ me, "Live, don’t waste this life"
Jojodougie99
