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Twin d First Century Entertainment
Aye lil jack , you got another one
You already know
Yeah

I stayed down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up
My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold, shiverin' up through my soul

I really came from the struggle, I really got it out the mud
Really taught myself how to hustle
I really came from the bottom, always dreamed about the top
So I had to remain humble

Man my feelings hurt
I showed too many love
Kept a crooked smile when they tried to dap me up
I had to move solo until I bubble up

Pockets still shallow, I swear it ain't enough
Cousin taught me how to whoop it in the kitchen
Now I got the block hot
Fiends waitin' in the line, it's cop and go non-stop

Got the sack, got the cash, rap in the rubber band
Stackin' chips, stackin' guap, I just do the money dance
Praying on my downfall, we don't do that here
Last year, took some losses, now I'm finally here

Blood, sweat, and tears, different breed, boy I'm rare
Ain't never been a simp or a coward, bitch, I'm real
I stay down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up

My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold, shiverin' up through my soul
I really came from the struggle, I really got it out the mud
Really taught myself how to hustle

I really came from the bottom, always dreamin' bout the top
So I had to remain humble
Listen, I ain't had it like you other niggas
I really had to take the work and get the hustle, nigga

Ain't nobody gonna do it for me
20, 50, hundreds, even want the pennies
Everything, that's the money, nigga
And I ain't with the flex talk

It could be a jamming, spree your nigga, get popped
Where I'm from, you be lucky just to make it
Walk out, chest out, this shit for real, it ain't no faking
What you know about the crack in the pot

What you know about the grams plus the ounce in the block
What you know about the nigga who got killed in the lot
Was he real or was he bitch
Had to hit him with the Glock

I stayed down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up
My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold, shiverin' up through my soul

I really came from the struggle, I really got it out the mud
Really taught myself how to hustle
I really came from the bottom, always dreamed about the top
So I had to remain humble

I stayed down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up
My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold

I stayed down till I come up
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Twin d First Century Entertainment
Aye lil jack , you got another one
You already know
Yeah

I stayed down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up
My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold, shiverin' up through my soul

I really came from the struggle, I really got it out the mud
Really taught myself how to hustle
I really came from the bottom, always dreamed about the top
So I had to remain humble

Man my feelings hurt
I showed too many love
Kept a crooked smile when they tried to dap me up
I had to move solo until I bubble up

Pockets still shallow, I swear it ain't enough
Cousin taught me how to whoop it in the kitchen
Now I got the block hot
Fiends waitin' in the line, it's cop and go non-stop

Got the sack, got the cash, rap in the rubber band
Stackin' chips, stackin' guap, I just do the money dance
Praying on my downfall, we don't do that here
Last year, took some losses, now I'm finally here

Blood, sweat, and tears, different breed, boy I'm rare
Ain't never been a simp or a coward, bitch, I'm real
I stay down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up

My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold, shiverin' up through my soul
I really came from the struggle, I really got it out the mud
Really taught myself how to hustle

I really came from the bottom, always dreamin' bout the top
So I had to remain humble
Listen, I ain't had it like you other niggas
I really had to take the work and get the hustle, nigga

Ain't nobody gonna do it for me
20, 50, hundreds, even want the pennies
Everything, that's the money, nigga
And I ain't with the flex talk

It could be a jamming, spree your nigga, get popped
Where I'm from, you be lucky just to make it
Walk out, chest out, this shit for real, it ain't no faking
What you know about the crack in the pot

What you know about the grams plus the ounce in the block
What you know about the nigga who got killed in the lot
Was he real or was he bitch
Had to hit him with the Glock

I stayed down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up
My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold, shiverin' up through my soul

I really came from the struggle, I really got it out the mud
Really taught myself how to hustle
I really came from the bottom, always dreamed about the top
So I had to remain humble

I stayed down till I come up
In the kitchen whippin' rocks up
My mama change on me, but I ain't trippin'
See my heart always been cold

I stayed down till I come up
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Writer: Ainsley Jones, Analea Brown, Gabriel Roland, Jerome Taito, Joseph Fotu, Keron Salmon, Lui Kirimaua, Luis Gomez Castano, Manuel Lorente Freire, Mario Augustine, Sasualei Maliga, Sean Francis, Taumata Grey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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