The Hard Life Of A White Boy

Yeah, I came from the bottom, where the struggle's real, Life’s a battlefield, but I’m ready to seal the deal, Hustled through the shadows, where the dreams get killed, Grit in my veins, man, I’m destined to build. They laughed at my hustle, said I’d never rise, But I kept my head high, aiming for the prize, Late nights, street lights, I was chasing the fame, Now I’m flipping the script, you’ll remember my name. From the dirt and the grime, to the stage where I shine, Every scar, every tear, it’s a part of the grind, I’m a product of the struggle, with my heart on my sleeve, In a world full of doubt, I’m the one who believes. So watch me elevate, while they sit back and hate, I’m breaking down walls, never sealing my fate, Confidence on ten, yeah, I’m ready to take, This hard life’s a lesson, and I’m wide awake. Yeah, born in the shadow of the mountains, Where the cold winds whisper, and the pain keeps countin’, White boy in the struggle, livin’ life on the edge, Dreams of the city, but I’m stuck on this ledge. Got a heart full of fire, but the world’s so chill, Every day a battle, gotta grind, gotta build, Mama worked hard, but the bills never stopped, Learned to hustle young, now I’m climbing to the top. Raised in the valleys, where the rivers run deep, Saw the struggle of my people, made me lose sleep, But I’m rising like the sun, breaking chains with my pen, Turning pain into power, I’m a warrior, amen. From the dirt to the stars, I’m a diamond in the rough, Life’s a hard lesson, but I’m learning to be tough, So I spit these bars, let the world feel my fight, Montana raised me strong, now I’m ready for the light. Yeah, I remember days, small trailer, no space, Mama workin' hard, tryna make a way, no grace, Pots and pans rattlin', dreams feelin' far, But we held our heads high, like we knew who we are. Bare floors, no gold, just a heart full of hope, Every night a struggle, but we learned how to cope, Ramen on the stove, and the fridge barely cold, Still found a way to shine, man, my spirit was bold. Neighbors on the block, we all shared the same grind, Hustlin' for a dollar, tryna make a better life, Used to dream of stages, now I'm penning these lines, From a trailer to the top, yeah, you know I’ll be fine. (PART TWO LEAK) Countin' every blessing, every lesson was real, Had to fight through the pain just to learn how to feel, Now I'm spittin' truth, from the roots to the throne, From a small trailer park, now I'm carving my own.