[Verse 1]
It's not luck that you're seeing it was more like grace
Took a lot of hard work and like Big I had Faith
Running through this cold world like Jermaine with no Jay
Bout to drop a doc*ment on her game with no Dre
Or be like cash money Wayne before a trade
Hurry and you can see all the pain on my face
Starving not a bone or a crumb on my plate
Cause He told me just be ready to reign on my day
I got a King attitude and couldn't see it no other way
You ridin or you not if you not then you in the way
Kinect came through dropped a bundle we on the way
Then the feds locked him up for 10 years he gone away
Now I’m back down to square one out on the street again
On my D Wade runnin with the heat again
Whole family need me
The feds they can’t see me in
So I had to sit down picked up the pen again
Like to be a monster roll it up breath it in
Whitney Houston exhale it then Toni Braxton breath again
Ain’t no room for giving up we take it as it go
And I ain’t stoppin till I come up I put that on my soul
[Hook]
Sold 50,000 records on my own without a song on the radio
The biggest artist in my city right now but they don’t even play me though
But God prepared a table in the presence of my enemies so they can watch me eat
God prepared a table in the presence of my enemies so they can watch me eat
[Verse 2]
I got my grind and my hussle from watching my momma struggle
She sacrificed it all to take care of me and my brother
The only thing she asked is that we stay out of trouble
But soon as I got my hand on a gram I made it double
Took that work back to the hood lets make it bubble
Team to the middle of the field let’s call a huddle
I’m a quarterback hey lets run it we bout to shine
Whole team full of hustla’s let’s get it we bout to grind
But I had to make a choice it’s music or the trap
My kids can’t eat no jail bars so I chose rap
It ain’t no room for going back we take it as it go
And I ain’t stoppin till I come up I put that on my soul