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Lyrics
Dreams turning to reality Looking like the mirror on the wall is looking out for me Cause everytime i have a prayer session Am talking to a picture that i know in person Me talking to God he talking to me Am looking at the sky like what could it be If my prayers wasn't answered And i didn't get these chances i'd be damned with blood on the streets You know the lessons get money or die trying A lot of niggas dying cause they not trying A lot of us don came under the class line A middlе class but you know its hustle till the flat line Flat linе Flat line Flat line And these days am steady on some real shit Stroke a chord on some Lauryn Hill shit And i ain't gotta say it on a pulpit Check my history and you know a nigga done seen a lot of bullshit Went from rock city to the cool kids Went from trash cans to the blue print A lot of lessons is taught When you looking at a brother who got A couple milli of some shit that he thought And off some shit that he wrote And some slang that he thought as a joke Till the people started singing his song Look at me now and look at me then and picture me broke Am tryna win mehn can i get a million votes Is like i battle myself the feeling is dope So i don't worry bout anoter brother getting this dough you know So we can all fly Like the birds got feathers and they all fly I know its hard as entertainers 'specially when you get famous And you start to rock arenas they start to watch you demeanor like When you start to rock arenas they start to watch you demeanor like They start to watch you demeanor like I believe we out here to inspire Every little kid that is out there with the fire Writing raps hustle stacks tryna get the buyers I believe that i was made for this i believe that i was made for this I believe that you was made for this hundred grand bet A wise man told me go in or go home And i got a big dream of living in gold homes So i had to go hard and i put it on my mama As long as alive am never going to go home How ironic it that home is where the heart is A brother out here really tryna build a throne Cause brothers out here steady getting in the zone So we can shine on em haters without a chrome I can ball honest been on without a loan on us Now i gotta hold me own on this I even bought my sis a new whip that she can ride it too sick Am glad that i can do this i used to be the school's diss Teacher told me that i wouldn't be shit Now am in the first class he in economy seats He tried to call in his wife he hear my voice on the cellie She tried to fix him a dish he see my life on the telly like damn!! How did we make it this far Ion even know how i made it this far Come a long way Choc City boy, SCC boy Zamani boy.... yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Ice Prince