[Verse 1:]
Hates all around us
Why you pleasure it
That only increase the fuss
So I ignore it, like friend request
Slowly I rise, no disguise, nothing for me to hide
So Ba-Bye to the people that drag me down
I'm moving to a new place, a new town
Not the city of lights cause its rep'ed long and hard
My is Da ''D'' where the best cars are in are garage
Yeah, this is my prime time for the taking
I'm not sleeping at night cause this is what I'm waiting
"4 score, and 7 years ago" to today rap wasn't on this planet
The limit to the sky; I can't stand it SO I'm shooting to the stars
I can't get the message out starting in my hometown
Cause I'm mostly in Pontiac yeah like the car
I've told I'm gonna go far
But where my parents footsteps, Harvard?
Pulling out my Childish card, no Gambino
It's like I've been here before
Holy Toledo
Seems like a small world
Too small to stand in one place
Seen a lot of faces
But haven't stand face to face
Great time to idolize
The real people from the fake
I hardly ever known the time
But always ready for a date
I have been in stake
But never been served a silver platter
I need to get my hands dirty
So, ha it doesn't matter
[Chorus]
I'm a real n***a
Would you consider but figure
I get, figures like Jigga's wife
But no gold digger's, here in sight
I put up with bigger fights
That I don't pull the trigger of
But be placed as a contender
To support my (AMERICAN RIGHTS)
Can't stand all these wiggas
Keep it unique, Nigahiga
Still painting my life story using the rigga, despite
That I'm not backing down
Does that make your jitters unite
Take a small picture a visual of my history will ignite
(Aight)
[Verse 2:]
I am the American story
From bullied to glory
I am Other
Hope is seen in everything to this brother
Only have my mind to cover
Nothing like it other
No plan but stepping into the dark well prepared
Like a snotty teenage girl
I don't care
When it comes to all things that think they can tear me down
They're all material things put back on the top shelve
But when I get to the end of the route ha-ha I don't know what I've done and what I'm gonna do
I've been pushed to the bottom with strength from pure hate
Closed gates, not great but I'm making something out of nothing
That's MYSELF and now this negro
Is no longer a zero
But clearly not yet a hero
I will never back down I'll only front up even to the big a**es which can kick my bu*t
Ban aids for a real reason so don't call me Nelly
Still got motivation like Kelly
Chiddy Bang cause threw it all I'm still Swelly (x3)
I don't discriminate, Mel Gibson
Sometimes I have my moments but not Homer Simpson
I've risen from Crimson where I hardly grim some
Towards to the kid with asthma that won
But I like to stop and look how far I've come
Now eyes and mind ready for the run
Add it all up still short of the sum
Have a little fun
When you do me it like me
Called a workaholic isn't enough
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
The only thing that's not letting me fall is me
I'm talking mentally & physically
Cause I'll just drop
But stop turn around the topic
Cause I'm never gonna backside down
So go take it to the head
Cause everybody needs to know what I said
That strait up is where I'm gonna go
Fast or slow
Stairs or latter
But I know FaSho my dreams are gonna be captured
That my dreams are gonna be captured
That my dreams are gonna be captured
No Kodak, cause its gonna being intentionally faster
[Chorus]