I just walk in and say what I feel.

I know niggas feel like me.

I came from nothing, I had to work with it.

I ain't have a whole lot, I had to work with it.

I invest everything, come from the dirt with it.

To be honest, I don't even know what I'm worth, niggas.

And I get high to balance my lows.

Got problems I ain't had before.

And I'm on fire.

I let them know.

If you're trying to find me, I'm getting money proudly.

Shooters behind me.

And my brothers, they proud of me.

I'm from the mud.

I came in this shit with nothing.

It's all profit to me.

We can't get no regular jobs.

Ain't got no college degree.

Share clothes with my cousins.

Now my jeans a thousand a piece.

Why get a job when I just made this week?

That's how I felt when I was young.

I was wild in the streets.

Jocaine made the coke price as high as can be.

Now I'm rich, a hundred thousand ain't a problem for me.

Fuck you saying I just made a hundred thousand this week.

Nowadays, on an outfit is cheap.

Nowadays, we chill on collins, toes out on the beats.

Used to serve junkies, watch them fall out in the street.

Now we fly to different countries, boiling out every week.

I came from nothing, I had to work with it.

I ain't have a whole lot, I had to work with it.

I invest everything, come from the dirt with it.

To be honest, I don't even know what I'm worth, niggas.

And I get high to balance my lows.

Got problems I ain't had before.

And I'm on fire, I let them know.

If you're trying to find me, I'm getting money proudly.

Shooters behind me.

And my brothers, they proud of me.

My struggle helped me see shit that I ain't seeing myself.

I used to think I needed people.

When I need it myself You can be up then be down You know what street niggas go through They could be almost rich

And be almost broke too I got a passion for hustling I don't play with that paper Even when I had nothing I wasn't okay with no paper I busted down with the team Now I bust down watching Graduated from rubber bands And went to bust down college I got a chip on my shoulder They gon' give me what's mine I'm a fucking sore loser But when I'm winning I'm fine If it's on me I don't care what the odds is I'ma bet it

You know underdogs turn into legends.

I came from nothing, I had to work with it.

I ain't have a whole lot, I had to work with it.

I invest everything, come from the dirt with it.

To be honest, I don't even know what I'm worth, niggas.

And I get high to balance my lows.

Got problems I ain't had before.

And I'm on fire, I let them know.

If you're trying to find me, I'm getting money proudly.

Shooters behind me And my brothers, they proud of me