(Verse 1)
I came from drop tops and old school Chevy’s
Dope boys rolling through, shi**ng on ya heavy
Just came in the trunk beating down your block
Only 4 years old and Biggie got shot
I remember playing on the block, hanging on the block
Young ni**as slanging on the block, getting off them rocks
Now we living better now, Gucci sweater now
Weather still getting colder, we could change the weather now
But I

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Came up in criminal days
Living these criminal ways, what can I say
Hugging the block every day
Grinding and making a way
And that I pray, for better days
That it don’t be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my sorrows with this bottle
And say

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Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey
I pray for more better days
Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey
I know that I can feel change

(Verse 2)
Everything good, but, everything bad
Mama always said show thanks for what you have
Boy never forget to realise your bad
Just go up and grind you, if you let it
Now I’m out here tryna get it, really out here tryna get it
Always knew that I would make it, maybe it was so prophetic
Cause I came from the bottom and the humbless beginnings
From the youngest ni**a grinding to the youngest ni**a wining

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(Verse 3)
Fore you die you make your mark and reach new levels
Want the bread, want the diamonds and the bezels
And if these bi**hes that you want, have several
Just gotta know, lotta sh**’s temporary
It won’t last, no, no, it won’t last, no
Meaning it til’ here
Next thing you know it’s all gone
That’s why I been on my crazy outchea
Long as I grind, better days are near

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