Humble Beginnings
I came from humble beginnings
I know that I'm winning but they know I came a long way
Used to be homeless and hopeless
I slept on the floor back when we used to wash paper plates
Watchin the news and I see people faces same niggas
I knew from way back in the day
Shit hurt my soul steady thinkin how niggas caught up
And how I manage to make a way
I see my niggas get locked behind cages
And see how I made it can't look in they face
I get complacent sometimes I snap out of it
Because I know I'm just one slip up away
Jugglin trauma and all this damn drama
You walk in my shoes guarantee you'll break
Niggas from back in the day yelling opp this
And that prey to god I don't catch me a case
What would you do if yo niggas all died or in prison
And you only one made it through
What if you jugged and finessed all ya life
Thinking this how it was but that's all that you knew
What if you gave what you had to some ungrateful niggas
Complaining about what you could do
What would you do if niggas felt a type of way of how you move
But that's you being you
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
Damn I feel like the whole world is my enemy
I been givin away all of my energy
Waking up from them demons thats been chasing me
I'm a king but these Lil Niggas ain't as great as me
I made a pallet I slept in the trap
Weed saved my life I put it on my back
If it's a problem I buy him a ticket He makin laps state to state like it's a track
Big homie hooked on that fetty
Remember days we was smokin on Reggie
Stealin bikes I was building a 10 speed
Now my car get me everywhere A to B
I hope I never go to back the time when I wasn't even listenin stresssin my moms
Hope I never go back to the Time I was
Usin them pills i was 145
Swear I came from these humble beginnings
Niggas foldin way more than these bitches
Got off my ass swear I had to go get it
Run up a bag don't worry lil nigga
Send off the pack you just prayin it's hidden
I done took many and plenty losses
Everything that you be rappin and cappin about in ya music I been saw
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
I know that I'm winning but they know I came a long way
Used to be homeless and hopeless
I slept on the floor back when we used to wash paper plates
Watchin the news and I see people faces same niggas
I knew from way back in the day
Shit hurt my soul steady thinkin how niggas caught up
And how I manage to make a way
I see my niggas get locked behind cages
And see how I made it can't look in they face
I get complacent sometimes I snap out of it
Because I know I'm just one slip up away
Jugglin trauma and all this damn drama
You walk in my shoes guarantee you'll break
Niggas from back in the day yelling opp this
And that prey to god I don't catch me a case
What would you do if yo niggas all died or in prison
And you only one made it through
What if you jugged and finessed all ya life
Thinking this how it was but that's all that you knew
What if you gave what you had to some ungrateful niggas
Complaining about what you could do
What would you do if niggas felt a type of way of how you move
But that's you being you
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
Damn I feel like the whole world is my enemy
I been givin away all of my energy
Waking up from them demons thats been chasing me
I'm a king but these Lil Niggas ain't as great as me
I made a pallet I slept in the trap
Weed saved my life I put it on my back
If it's a problem I buy him a ticket He makin laps state to state like it's a track
Big homie hooked on that fetty
Remember days we was smokin on Reggie
Stealin bikes I was building a 10 speed
Now my car get me everywhere A to B
I hope I never go to back the time when I wasn't even listenin stresssin my moms
Hope I never go back to the Time I was
Usin them pills i was 145
Swear I came from these humble beginnings
Niggas foldin way more than these bitches
Got off my ass swear I had to go get it
Run up a bag don't worry lil nigga
Send off the pack you just prayin it's hidden
I done took many and plenty losses
Everything that you be rappin and cappin about in ya music I been saw
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
I came from humble beginnings
Came a long way from the trenches
I ain't have a whole lotta shit so I had to learn how to go get it
I done got cold running up them digits
I will never fold it ain't no limit
Niggas get exposed they ain't really wit it
I been on the road racing to the benjis
Credits
Writer(s): Kiari Barnes
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