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L1L Ink·2:52

Lyrics

Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Whole lotta pressure, whole lotta nights I was stuck in the rain

Now the whole gang eatin’, nobody ridin’ the bench in the game

Ain’t no cap in my blood, I done took every loss with pain

Now when I step in the room, they gon’ look at the fit and chain

Verse 1

I was down bad, pockets slim, had dreams in a backpack

Now I’m outside in designer, they wonder how I snapped back

Bro said stay patient, the money gon’ come if you stack that

Now every show gettin’ louder, I walk in, the crowd attack that

I remember nights on the block with the cold wind

Nobody cared when I talked ‘bout goals then

Now they all callin’ my phone tryna tap in

Funny how success make enemies act friends

I got scars I can’t cover with fashion

Pain turned gold, now my whole life flashin’

Shorty said she love me, I know she attracted

To the lights and the diamonds and captions

But I still ride for the bros in the trenches

Still got love for the ones that was with me

Back when nobody believed in the vision

Now they scream my name when they see me in cities

I done seen fake love

I done seen real hate

I done had long talks with myself like “Just wait”

Now I’m up so high, can’t let fear dictate

Every move calculated, no room for mistakes

Bridge

And they told me slow down

But I can’t right now

Too much on my mind

Too much on my plate now

I was broke, had dreams

Now the whole team straight now

Used to feel invisible

Bet they see my face now

Verse 2

Fast life, bright lights, we was really outside

Late nights, fist fights, cops ridin’ by

Mama said pray hard, keep God by your side

‘Cause this world get cold when you chasin’ a high

I ain’t tryna fold, I ain’t switchin’ for fame

Lotta people changed when the money came

I stayed ten toes, never ran from the pain

Now I’m too lit, they remember my name

And my heart still heavy from losses

Got bros in the sky, that pain never soften

So every time I touch a mic, I talk honest

‘Cause tomorrow ain’t promised

I was hungry, nobody noticed

Now I walk in and they all focused

Used to write bars on the back of my homework

Now the same words got my whole life rolling

I can’t stop now

I done came too far

From the dark hallways and the cop cars

Now it’s stage lights shining on a young star

But inside I still carry them old scars

Outro

Yeah

Came from the bottom, now we up

Still got pain in the cup

Still got dreams I ain’t touched

But I know one thing—

I’m never goin’ back broke again.

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