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When I was comin up, I was just livin life

Yeah i wasnt broke but stuntin still every night

Havin some fun, every chance i could

And when i grew up I did what i should

Ballin on a budget, wasnt payin tuition

Then i started rappin to start another mission

Now im gettin bands, fuck a college admission

I was once stressin, now im a musician

A white boy from new hampshire is what they know me as

but does that really matter when im countin my cash

People tend to hate when they see you doin well

But what they gonna say when you locked up in that cell?

This worlds a crazy place, watch the news, cant you tell?

Cops shooting unarmed citizens if they yell

And when it goes to court, they get away, no bail

When the dude that got shot is either dead or in jail

Im just tryna win, make it to the top

And when I see my boys they always tell me dont stop

Thats why I stay grindin, never get to sleep

We out here dreamchasin shoutout my homie meek

 

B-Ford on the track, and im goin in

All I wear is black, you know im ballin

Out here killin beats, and that's what I do

Youre hitting up my phone hoping that ill come through

I keep my mind focused, chillin with the crew

Livin life right, we always stayin true

Mind on the millions, I keep it in my vision

So on that day I make it, youll wish you would've listened

I do this for my fam, we all gotta eat

So when you see my name, know its a fire beat

all you other rappers please take a seat

Yall waitin on your moment, to shine like me

So fuck all you haters, don't care what you said

If your talkin shit ill put a bullet in your head

When you lyin dead, bleeding all that red

I know I did whats right, so fuck all the feds

Stackin all this paper, climbing to the top

If you want a contest, know youll get dropped

I just keep going, cause I cant stop

When I was six-teen I got stopped by the cops

Cuffs on my wrist, locked in a cell

Only had one call, to get outta hell

You live and you learn, alotta shit happens

When you make it to the top, they'll all be clappin.

 

Imma beast on the track, 16 and im ballin

countin mad stacks, got girls, and we flossin

Shoe game retarded with the swagger of a g

yeah we layin low puffin that seaweed

I cant see you but I know you see me

Cuz me, Brun, and Rob ballin like we in the league

Back when I was younger I this hunger

Sittin on the bench hoping coach would call my number

He said the game was close, Im like ight man whatever

Didn't break sweat but pops said it would get better

But fuck all that now cuz im on the top like Biggie

We gotta stayin focused even when its getting sticky

Quickly these girls choose and they always pick me

I call that a gimme cuz that's a clear image

I didn't mean to diss you so I hope theres not an issue

Cuz if there is you gone wipe your tears with some tissue

And if you push me too far then the world gone miss you damn