Chorus:
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
[Verse 1: Shaun Boothe]
Now I never got no hand out
Coming up, I had to be outstanding to stand out
I ain't made it yet but I know what I'm doing
I swear to you, soon as I get my foot in I'm a shoe in
I done laid the seeds down
Now you see me popping up
Its WBO that's my people, ain't no stopping us
Gla**es up, lemme make a toast
This for everyone that got it rough
Here's to grinding from the bottom up - bottoms up
Success is all timing
I don't mean luck, I mean that you gotta put your time in
Why you think we grinding?
Why you think I put out fire like a red truck?
Get outta my lane whenever you hear the siren
The bottom know I got 'em
But the top is where I'm headed
I came up with nothing but that made me go get it
And when I wasn't sh** they never gave me no credit
Now I'm hot and they can s** my radio edit
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[Verse 2: Shaun Boothe]
But I never was a slacker
Always had a plan, never had a back up
You know how I get down
Knock me down and I get back up
Me against the motherf**in' world - that's the match up
Everybody next, just look at the line
One man long and about a million n***as wide
So I bu*t in like Joe - sometimes I disgust me
f** it though
'I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me'
Yeah, but love is overrated though
If we're being honest I would much rather fel**tio
But I ain't one of those one dimensional rappers on your tv
Take these 3D gla**es - you gonna need these to see me
Now take a look at my face
Tell me can you read it?
And when I say I'm destined to be great
Do you believe it?
They say a man's car is an extention of his penis
So all I wanna know is where my limousine is
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