Neighbors Clapping
Yeah, young white boy, came from the struggle, In a world so cold, had to learn to hustle. Runnin’ through the streets, dodgin’ all the trouble, Had a vision in my mind, yeah, I burst that bubble. Pops worked hard, but the bills kept stackin’, Momma held it down, while the neighbors clappin’. Dreams on my sleeve, but the nights was rough, Had to grind for the scene, man, I knew I was tough. Saw the block change, but I stayed on my grind, With a heart full of hope, yeah, I kept it in mind. Friends turned foes, but I never lost sight, A young white boy, now I’m ready to fight. Built my own lane, now I’m makin’ moves, From the bottom to the top, man, I’m payin’ my dues. Countin’ all my blessings, never forget the past, Young king on the rise, and I’m movin’ fast.
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Yeah, young white boy, came from the struggle, In a world so cold, had to learn to hustle. Runnin’ through the streets, dodgin’ all the trouble, Had a vision in my mind, yeah, I burst that bubble. Pops worked hard, but the bills kept stackin’, Momma held it down, while the neighbors clappin’. Dreams on my sleeve, but the nights was rough, Had to grind for the scene, man, I knew I was tough. Saw the block change, but I stayed on my grind, With a heart full of hope, yeah, I kept it in mind. Friends turned foes, but I never lost sight, A young white boy, now I’m ready to fight. Built my own lane, now I’m makin’ moves, From the bottom to the top, man, I’m payin’ my dues. Countin’ all my blessings, never forget the past, Young king on the rise, and I’m movin’ fast.
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