Verse 1|
Shoutout to the people who made it I'm glad you did
A chance to see me grow into that man from that kid
Me and my town n***as reminisce on what we did
And that's from skipping school to smoking and knocking the same b**h
It's amazing how we made to where we are from the start
I know a couple n***as that came up short, Kevin Hart
And no it's not a diss to them to any one that's listening
Before I take that shot I'm gonna need better positioning
Pens and pads I'm scribbling writing these rhymes
And all this rap sh** has got me through the toughest of times
I remember contemplating on committing them crimes
So that I'll have enough cake to go and cop the new 9's
Mom was dedicated working 7 to 5
Step-dad dedicated to working his 2 jobs
I was always dedicated to hustling and ducking frauds
Now I'm popping like them collars back with three six maf
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Welcome to that Nino flow, but I ain't talking moving kilo dope
(Moving Kilo dope)
Why risk my freedom when my freestyle coke evidence on every beat that I wrote
(Every beat that I Wrote) (x2)
Verse 2|
I can feel the animosity we grinding while they watching us
Turning everything they doubted into accomplishments
And shoutout to the b**hes that told me I wasn't sh**
Simply cause I'm on and now all of em on my dick
I'm on my Eli Manning flow but somehow they don't get the pick
Painting Pica**o pictures the paintbrush all in my grip
And shoutout the n***as that told me I have a gift
Because we kept on pushing sh** and now we steady stacking chips
Tell me how they flexing if none of these n***as lift
Because a n***a started small and I'm getting big like a cyst
Putting my team on I'm balling out wit a**ist
Until my pockets got a budge and my money balled like a fist
Labels hear this track I hope they question who it is
Considering I'm the n***a they been sleeping on for years
When these n***as hear this track I hope they feel all insecure
Cause they only competition's me I'm something you should fear
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Verse 3|
This is where I focus in I put faith in everything you said I'm hopeless in
I got the dopest pen,nothing but powder and baking soda tucked within
So who can f** wit him? No one
I'm feeling like its time a n***a waited so long
And this for any n***a that ever tried to prolong
Or snatched anything a young n***a had to hope for
That's why I take my n***as everywhere just like a chauffeur
Family & Numbers, respect, loyalty and love
Courage, ambition, resiliency a lot of trust
Everything I get is off work no luck
And I been living celibate still giving no f**s
Only here to get the money like a Brinks bank truck
Heard Troy Ave tell em' everything they said was chuck
And the truth in that line is probably why the line stuck
Ain't it weird how y'all eating but ain't got yo weight up?
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