I was born poor I can't die poor
I need to do more I need to do more
They picked me up and dropped me on the floor
Keep pushing till these cats can't ignore
What the fuck I look like taking advice
From dudes who ain't do nothin' You ain't paid the price
Parasite minds, y'all just like lice
A follower of Jesus did betray Christ
The truth is closer than u looking
The proof is right there in the pudding
I looked afar and beyond had no clue then
Some brothers woke fighting for what truth is
Some others out here looting
My homie cut me off said Ion believe in God
Shit ironic man of faith I do even the odds
My path got dark I still move with God
His path got dark I told him trust in God
But Pressure burst pipes and it caused a flood
Seeing ma talent you gon think bread ain't my problem though
Stomach rumblings extra mouths to feed though
Shit taking long hair like Rapunzel
Either ways the last shall be the first ball like Melo uhh
I was born poor I can't die poor
I need to do more I need to do more
They picked me up and dropped me on the floor
Keep pushing till these cats can't ignore
I was born poor I can't die poor
I need to do more I need to do more
They picked me up and dropped me on the floor
Keep pushing till these cats can't ignore
What the fuck I look like taking advice
I done kept my course straight the whole menu stayed rice
I done gave nigga's my all in return get despised
These followers of Jesus did betray Christ
Since a nigga came abroad still a lot that I can't afford
Köln Bremen back and forth
Still its looking not enough
Baby needs new winter boots
Mummy out grew her suits
I need to do more I need to do more
My nigga who is 29 brags 'bout his fathers riches
I got cut opened a lot last time had 7 stitches
When kid sister passed it break my heart in pieces
She up there watching me turn all these rags to riches
About the Art and that every time I make a beat
Passionate when I rhyme Every time I speak on it
I just wanna build a house next to my momma house
Then move my momma from her former house to a better house
I was born poor I can't die poor
I need to do more I need to do more
They picked me up and dropped me on the floor
Keep pushing till these cats can't ignore
I was born poor I can't die poor
I need to do more I need to do more
They picked me up and dropped me on the floor
Keep pushing till these cats can't ignore
I was born poor I can't die
I need to do more I
They picked me up and dropped
Keep pushing till these cats can't ignore
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