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I was chasin' my dreams on a empty stomach
I was standin' in VIP while my rent was due
I was sneakin' backstage with the stars while my shit was growling
I ain't eat nothin' all day, just some bread and jelly
Mm-hmm-mm
I got hundred beats, hundred songs in my pocket
They ain't even hear my shit, they say, "Youngin, keep grindin'" (Hmm)
I ain't tryna hear this grindin' shit, I'm starvin' (Hmm)
Somebody show me where the money at, I'ma walk in (Huh)
I just know my momma'nem they countin' on me, you know?

Everybody back home keep sayin that they proud of me, how?
Only if they knew that I ain't have a dime on me, yeah (Hmm)
Have you ever been so fucked up you just get down on your knees, oh?

Huh, yeah, yeah, huh, ooh, ooh (Ooh, woah, woah-woah)
(Ooh, woah, woah-woah)
(Woah-woah, woah-woah)
(Ooh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

Huh, I had to get it
I had to scrap up these pennies
I was sellin' my beats for like fifty
I was just tryna eat, do you feel me?
Swear to God it was hurtin' my soul (Hurtin' my soul)

Put my heart in this shit like I'm Kobe (Shit like I'm Kobe)
I was cookin' all night on that stove
Just so I wouldn't sleep on that floor
No, no, no, I couldn't give up (No)
I know my God was just testin' me
Momma she call me, she say I'm the one
I know she just said a few prayers for me
I know this shit, it was meant for me
I'm on the come up, I'm tryna get to it
They bringin' my name in this industry
Niggas is startin' to notice me

I was chasin' my dreams on a empty stomach
I was standin' in VIP while my rent was due
I was sneakin' backstage with the stars while my shit was growling
I ain't eat nothin' all day, just some bread and jelly

Mm-hmm-mm, yeah
I got hundred beats, hundred songs in my pocket
They ain't even hear my shit, they say, "Youngin, keep grindin'" (Hmm)
I ain't tryna hear this grindin' shit, I'm starvin' (Hmm)
Somebody show me where the money at, I'ma walk in (Huh)
I just know my momma'nem they countin' on me, you know?
Everybody back home keep sayin that they proud of me, how?
Only if they knew that I ain't have a dime on me, yeah (Hmm)
Have you ever been so fucked up you just get down on your knees, oh?

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