歌词

Great John on the beat by the way Dead broke sinnin', I was wishin' Mama always said I'm gifted Now I'm sittin' on some bank rolls Ayy, even with a camera couldn't picture Any image of my present Now I'm sittin' on same bank rolls I be faded out Like a storm, had to wait it out, huh Even the coach can't tell I was playin' out, huh Can't believe I made it out, can't believe I made it now, huh Remember school days, I would skip Class 'cause they made fun of the kid When they see me now they be shocked They'll see me livin' life like a king Used to wake up and throw the same fit on, huh I still wake up and throw the same fit on, uh-uh Shit got worse on better days Sometimes gotta pray Even when shit sweet still gotta stay on point, huh Gotta stay- Stay vicious, nigga, demon time, huh 'Cause you slip just once can be that fatal slide, huh Remember I was dead broke sinnin', I was wishin' Mama always said I'm gifted Now I'm sittin' on some bank rolls Ayy, even with a camera couldn't picture Any image of my present Now I'm sittin' on same bank rolls But they don't wanna see me winnin', huh Took some losses but I'm back though Metro card was always missin', huh I remember screamin', "Back door!" 'Cause I couldn't pay for the bus, huh God and my gun who I trust Move with it, I'll turn you to dust Left back but they thought I was dunce I wasn't in special-ed but still I'ma special kid, huh-huh Got homies takin' meds for injuries, stuck with it, huh-huh Now how could you hate 'em, huh? I can relate, huh I can relate 'Cause I can relate
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Joseph Boyden, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Michael Kyle Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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