From Jean Street to Beantown

Explicit Drake x Future Trap Version — Updated)

(Hook – Drake vibe)

Came up from the bottom, now the view look different,

Jean Street nights, now the chandeliers glisten.

Used to wear the broke-down shit, nobody would listen,

Now it’s Jordan 4s laced up, Nike Tech when I’m drippin’.

Penthouse life in Boston, but Daytona’s still in me,

From the projects to the ceilings where the stars get friendly.

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(Verse 1 – Future vibe)

Yeah, ran through the city with the same damn shoes,

Mainland High where I paid my dues.

Cheap clothes, cold nights, I ain’t never had shit,

Hit the block, flipped somethin’, had to grind for a bit.

Playin’ quarters in the hallway, shootin’ dice by the fence,

Tryna win lunch money ‘cause we couldn’t spare cents.

In and outta jail, I was stuck in them chains,

Concrete floors, couldn’t sleep through the pain.

But I bossed up quick, had to switch up states,

Now I’m eatin’ real good—steak, lobster on the plate.

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(Hook – Drake vibe)

Came up from the bottom, now the view look different,

Jean Street nights, now the chandeliers glisten.

Used to wear the broke-down shit, nobody would listen,

Now it’s Jordan 4s laced up, Nike Tech when I’m drippin’.

Penthouse life in Boston, but Daytona’s still in me,

From the projects to the ceilings where the stars get friendly.

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(Verse 2 – Drake + Future mix)

Drake flow:

Now I’m walkin’ on marble floors, thinkin’ back on them nights,

Where I prayed for a way out, prayed for somethin’ that’s right.

Boston got me leveled up, but I’m still on my guard,

‘Cause the past hit deep, left the scars on my heart.

Future flow:

Used to gamble on the curb just to feel like I’m winnin’,

Now I’m throwin’ racks down like the game’s just beginnin’.

Hoppin’ out whips with the Jordan tags,

Big-ass house on the hill, got the duffle full of bags.

Came a long fuckin’ way from them Daytona blocks,

Now the wrist so bright, make the whole room stop.

Ain’t forget where I’m from, that’s the fire in my veins,

From the Jean Street struggle to the skyline frames.

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(Hook – Drake vibe)

Came up from the bottom, now the view look different,

Jean Street nights, now the chandeliers glisten.

Used to wear the broke-down shit, nobody would listen,

Now it’s Jordan 4s laced up, Nike Tech when I’m drippin’.

Penthouse life in Boston, but Daytona’s still in me,

From the projects to the ceilings where the stars get friendly.

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(Outro – Future mumble tone)

Yeah, I stomped through the rain…

Now the whole world know my name…

Went from locked in them chains…

To a big fuckin’ house with the frame…