Remembering when I was broke
They taken me for a joke
Laughing at my clothes
Roasting on my shoes
Talking down on my smoke
Bank account was low
Had to room with my folks
Had to punch in that clock
But it wasn't enough
I ain't afraid to confess
I was always depressed
Reminiscing my sick sis
Didn't had many friends
Just was too different
Lost hope in all life
Contemplated suicide
Had family that would lie
Had friends down to ride
Had friends became enemies
Had family that won't believe in me
Damn this world feel so lonely
In a world full of phonies
But God said that shouldn't stop me
All praise to the Almighty
You know I came from the bottom
You know I came from the struggle
Can't do nothing but hustle
Can't do nothing but hustle
Ain't no time for no frowning
Ain't no time for no crying
Gotta get on my grind
Gotta get what's mine
With my day ones til the end
And we outcha gettin it
And we outcha gettin it
Stacking medals like the Olympics
Cause all we doing is winning
Salute to all my real niggaz
You know we outcha gettin it
Stacking all them figures
Give ah f*ck with they saying
All our surroundings they hating
They all smile in ya face
But they heart full of hate
That's the definition of fake
Man that's such a disgrace
And you could've hop on the train
But now you gotta feel the pain
While I'll go ahead & make it rain
Me & my day ones we celebrate
Thank you for the motivation
Telling me to hang on my vision
Everyday we make a toast
To our walk through the road of gold
It's been such a rodeo
Thank God for I been chose
You know I came from the bottom
You know I came from the struggle
Can't do nothing but hustle
Can't do nothing but hustle
Ain't no time for no frowning
Ain't no time for no crying
Gotta get on my grind
Gotta get what's mine
With my day ones til the end
And we outcha gettin it
And we outcha gettin it
Stacking medals like the Olympics