Songteksten

Growing up I never had much All I had was passion Playing with these cards that were dealt and them bad ones Got me out every single corner I was backed in And that's why Im the last one last one Im the last one last one Im the last one standing now Im the last one last one Im the last one standing now Everyone I come across is pretending to be some bosses Need to count their blessings instead of counting their losses Pick an opponent the gift that was chosen face your fate Either wish or you know that this is the moment that makes or breaks How I made it here ain't an accident every day been a battleground Permanently passionate in my heart never had a doubt Went from noone to knowing I got this omen that Im the golden child My shots open the times frozen I'm locked and loaded blaow
Writer(s): Gary John Monteleone, Svetoslav Volkov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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