Rags To Richies
Yo, from the bottom to the top, it's my tale of rags to riches
Where dreams turn to reality, I'm overcoming life's stitches
Coming straight from the streets, where the struggle's all I knew
I had to grind every day just to make it though
Raised in the concrete jungle, where hunger's a constant companion
Living life on the edge, where survival was the plan
No silver spoons or fancy cars, just poverty and strife
But I vowed to change the game and bring light to my life
In these streets, desperation was the only way out
No time for doubt, I had to hustle and shout
Built a team of loyal soldiers, moving weight without remorse
I was destined for greatness, breaking free from my course
Yeah
From rags to riches, we rise above the strife
Surviving the darkness and embracing the light
I'm a product of my environment, the voice of the voiceless
I'm in my style, storytelling 'bout the things that we met
I lost some brothers, got locked up or caught in the game
Praying for better days, but the struggle remains
So many tears, so many scars, we tried to heal
But the streets got a grip, it's hard to break the seal
Seen friends fall victim to the hood, a never-ending cycle
Blessed to escape those chains and avoid that deadly reprisal
But I carry their memories, the ones who couldn't soar
Motivating every line, I drop like a thunderous roar
Yeah
Money came steadily, but so did the haters
They couldn't stand a brother shining, so they became traitors
Snakes in the grass, plotting my downfall
But I kept my head up, refusing to crawl
Yeah
From rags to riches, we rise above the strife
Surviving the darkness and embracing the light
I'm a product of my environment, the voice of the voiceless
I'm in my style, storytelling 'bout the things that we met
Now I'm here, from the bottom to the top
A product of my environment, can't let my past drop
Using my voice as a weapon, to shed light on the struggle
Telling stories, paint pictures, shifting perspectives, no mumble
Yeah
Dealing with betrayal, fake friends that turned snakes
Had to learn to move with caution, to avoid mistakes
But through it all, I stayed focused in my vision
Determined to rise, overcoming every bad decision
But this journey isn't over, there's still much to be done
I'll keep rhyming and grinding until the battle is won
Rags to riches, the journey ain't always clear
From rags to riches, we rise above the strife
Surviving the darkness and embracing the light
I'm a product of my environment, the voice of the voiceless
I'm in my style, storytelling 'bout the things that we met
Where dreams turn to reality, I'm overcoming life's stitches
Coming straight from the streets, where the struggle's all I knew
I had to grind every day just to make it though
Raised in the concrete jungle, where hunger's a constant companion
Living life on the edge, where survival was the plan
No silver spoons or fancy cars, just poverty and strife
But I vowed to change the game and bring light to my life
In these streets, desperation was the only way out
No time for doubt, I had to hustle and shout
Built a team of loyal soldiers, moving weight without remorse
I was destined for greatness, breaking free from my course
Yeah
From rags to riches, we rise above the strife
Surviving the darkness and embracing the light
I'm a product of my environment, the voice of the voiceless
I'm in my style, storytelling 'bout the things that we met
I lost some brothers, got locked up or caught in the game
Praying for better days, but the struggle remains
So many tears, so many scars, we tried to heal
But the streets got a grip, it's hard to break the seal
Seen friends fall victim to the hood, a never-ending cycle
Blessed to escape those chains and avoid that deadly reprisal
But I carry their memories, the ones who couldn't soar
Motivating every line, I drop like a thunderous roar
Yeah
Money came steadily, but so did the haters
They couldn't stand a brother shining, so they became traitors
Snakes in the grass, plotting my downfall
But I kept my head up, refusing to crawl
Yeah
From rags to riches, we rise above the strife
Surviving the darkness and embracing the light
I'm a product of my environment, the voice of the voiceless
I'm in my style, storytelling 'bout the things that we met
Now I'm here, from the bottom to the top
A product of my environment, can't let my past drop
Using my voice as a weapon, to shed light on the struggle
Telling stories, paint pictures, shifting perspectives, no mumble
Yeah
Dealing with betrayal, fake friends that turned snakes
Had to learn to move with caution, to avoid mistakes
But through it all, I stayed focused in my vision
Determined to rise, overcoming every bad decision
But this journey isn't over, there's still much to be done
I'll keep rhyming and grinding until the battle is won
Rags to riches, the journey ain't always clear
From rags to riches, we rise above the strife
Surviving the darkness and embracing the light
I'm a product of my environment, the voice of the voiceless
I'm in my style, storytelling 'bout the things that we met
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Writer(s): Lil Richies
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