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Growing up was never open, was the quietest kid
I had my mom explain to neighbours why I'm quiet as shit
But as I grew I had to talk more so I can get a connect
I got a plug, now I'm on the net
We run the game, that's correct
I got the dough, it gave me bread
They want some slices from me
They say my name out like they know me
Like I'm Jesus and shit
I wasn't shit back then you acted like I did not exist
You see my lifestyle looking fancy now you're trying to meet
Remember days when I had nothing
You used to treat me like I'm nothing
Had to hustle to be something
I turned from nothing into something
Told you people not to doubt me
Now they see the boy is popping
Bitches saying that they want me
Niggas trying to be around me
I remember days I had to beg to make a record
Got a job and bought equipment
Started dropping fire records
Did the mixing on my own
I made some cash from mixing songs
I never tried to prove a point
I was trying to fill a void
I wasn't supposed to be a rapper cause my family's Christian
But mama told me if you want it boy you gotta go get it
I never liked the work of office
Had no choice of career
I fell in love with making records
Now I'm making a living
I grew up as a loner
I'm just trying to raise my voice
I had to choose a lane
Oh yeah I had to make a choice
They saw me on an i8, said it ain't even yours
Don't know why these niggas salty
Tell me nigga, what's the point?
Growing up was never open, was the quietest kid
I had my mom explain to neighbours why I'm quiet as shit
But as I grew I had to talk more so I can get a connect
I got a plug, now I'm on the net
We run the game, that's correct
I got the dough, it gave me bread
They want some slices from me
They say my name out like they know me
Like I'm Jesus and shit
I wasn't shit back then you acted like I did not exist
You see my lifestyle looking fancy now you're trying to meet
I had my mom explain to neighbours why I'm quiet as shit
But as I grew I had to talk more so I can get a connect
I got a plug, now I'm on the net
We run the game, that's correct
I got the dough, it gave me bread
They want some slices from me
They say my name out like they know me
Like I'm Jesus and shit
I wasn't shit back then you acted like I did not exist
You see my lifestyle looking fancy now you're trying to meet
Remember days when I had nothing
You used to treat me like I'm nothing
Had to hustle to be something
I turned from nothing into something
Told you people not to doubt me
Now they see the boy is popping
Bitches saying that they want me
Niggas trying to be around me
I remember days I had to beg to make a record
Got a job and bought equipment
Started dropping fire records
Did the mixing on my own
I made some cash from mixing songs
I never tried to prove a point
I was trying to fill a void
I wasn't supposed to be a rapper cause my family's Christian
But mama told me if you want it boy you gotta go get it
I never liked the work of office
Had no choice of career
I fell in love with making records
Now I'm making a living
I grew up as a loner
I'm just trying to raise my voice
I had to choose a lane
Oh yeah I had to make a choice
They saw me on an i8, said it ain't even yours
Don't know why these niggas salty
Tell me nigga, what's the point?
Growing up was never open, was the quietest kid
I had my mom explain to neighbours why I'm quiet as shit
But as I grew I had to talk more so I can get a connect
I got a plug, now I'm on the net
We run the game, that's correct
I got the dough, it gave me bread
They want some slices from me
They say my name out like they know me
Like I'm Jesus and shit
I wasn't shit back then you acted like I did not exist
You see my lifestyle looking fancy now you're trying to meet
Credits
Writer(s): Itumeleng Leboho
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