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[Intro]
Yeah
I remember them days
[Verse 1]
I grew up counting crumbs on a chipped white plate
Mama made one pot stretch past the dinner date
Hand-me-down shirt, sleeves rolled at the seam
Shoes talking back every step in the street
Cold floor mornings, no blanket for the chair
We learned how to smile when the cupboard looked bare
School bell ringing, stomach making its own sound
Kept my head up high though my pockets stayed down
[Pre-Chorus]
I knew every quiet corner of that room
Every promise that tomorrow might come soon
[Chorus]
I came from little, but little made me strong
Had to find a way when the road felt long
Barely had food, barely had clothes to wear
Still put my whole heart in the midnight air
Now I speak for the kid with the worn-out soles
Trying to turn hard days into gold
I came from little, hear the truth in my tone
Built a whole future from a house I called home
[Verse 2]
Winter through the window, tape across the pane
Borrowed somebody’s coat just to hide from the rain
One pair of shoes, kept them clean with a rag
Walked past the bright stores with a dream in my bag
Never had the newest, never had the best
But I carried big plans underneath that chest
Every closed door taught me how to build a key
Every empty stomach put a fire in me
[Pre-Chorus]
I knew every quiet corner of that room
Every promise that tomorrow might come soon
[Chorus]
I came from little, but little made me strong
Had to find a way when the road felt long
Barely had food, barely had clothes to wear
Still put my whole heart in the midnight air
Now I speak for the kid with the worn-out soles
Trying to turn hard days into gold
I came from little, hear the truth in my tone
Built a whole future from a house I called home
[Bridge]
If you know that ache, put your hands up high
If you learned to survive before you learned to fly
No shame in the struggle, no shame in the scars
We made a map from the cracks in the walls
[Final Chorus]
I came from little, but little made me strong
Had to find a way when the road felt long
Barely had food, barely had clothes to wear
Still put my whole heart in the midnight air
Now I speak for the kid with the worn-out soles
Trying to turn hard days into gold
I came from little, hear the truth in my tone
Built a whole future from a house I called home
[Outro]
From a little bit of nothing
I made a reason to go on
Details
GeneratedSep 17, 2026
Duration2:56
LanguageEnglish
Style
raw autobiographical hip-hop and trap, midtempo minor-key groove, heavy 808 sub, dusty punchy kick and snare, sparse piano single-notes, restrained dark pads, tense verses opening into a forceful hook, gritty male rap delivery with clear storytelling, tight doubles on key phrases, intimate dry vocal mix with controlled low end and crisp consonants
Credits
Prompt bySmoothNova715
ModelAria v6
Prompt
A hood base song talking about how I grew up I grew up struggling little bit food barley clothes and shoes, rap, hip hop, trap
