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Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost loved ones
And it hurt
Had to go
And get it
Out the dirt
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem

Turn failure
To fortune
Turn words
Into portraits
I just turn dope into profits
Make triumph
Out of torment
Keep it lit like torches
Make sure every song scorching
Nigga made something
Outta nothing
Can't be stopped
When I'm focused
Wasn't rocking with me
At my lowest
Can't ball
When a nigga reaping spoils
Just hope mama proud
Know she up there
Watching over us
I'm just raising up
A soldier
R-I-P to Matt
Lil Josh
Steve, MUG
Dontrell
Mama
And its long live Slug
Sesay still got me fucked up
Just want to find
The passion I had
When I started fucking with the pen and pad
I just want
The respect I deserve
Just want
To make these hatin niggas mad
Just want to
See my city back on top
Summer '03
Y'all remember that
I don't need the fame
I don't need the acclaim
I just need the check
I just need the bag

Been thru more
Than most of y'all
Could take
Still showed love
And felt the hate
Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost loved ones
And it hurt
Had to go
And get it
Out the dirt
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem

Need a stake
Like Morton's
Recognize my place
I'm important
93
Smoke is imported
Bitch I'll flush
A whole P like a toilet
Time is money
Counting moments
Time is borrowed
And they loaned it
This a gift from above
I'm anointed
And they
Wish death on me
I avoid it
Walking around
With a bullet
In my chest right now
Want to kill me
Aim above
The neck bitch
Dope music
Never been stepped on
They've awoken
Damn it
I've been slept on
I can't sit still
When I'm broke bruh
Got drive
Toyota
Testerossa
Houston Texas
Do it for the culture
Fell victim to the roaches
Vultures
7:13
It's our time
We can shoot
Or we can go
From the shoulders
Syrup and the sauce
They been using
They got it
From Houston
And they owe us
Die before
A nigga ever fold up
Failure never ever
Been an option
Right now
Up is the only way
Cause a nigga
Really come from the bottom
I'll ship it
Green hi-tech on deck
Still catchin them packs
California
The feds
Gave A.D. 15
Bone and Rube
In my corner
First and foremost
I'm a father though
Ja'hden still
Straight A
Honor roll
Grew up all tall
Looking
Like her mom
Raised her up
Strong
On my own

Been thru more
Than most of y'all
Could take
Still showed love
And felt the hate
Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost loved ones
And it hurt
Had to go
And get it
Out the dirt
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem

Came from the struggle
Ain't going back
My accounts was in overdraft
Now my expenses is covered
Thought process
Deposit
Headed to Chase
To drop me another
Dope with no cutter
Raw like
A fuck
With no rubber
Can't appreciate
Anything fully
Without everything
A nigga done suffered
They ain't believe
I could do it
They probably
Expected excuses
I stood up
Over her Mama's casket
Trying my best
Not to lose it
Bitch
I knew
I had to do it
I knew that
I'm all we got left
How many promises
I kept
Did it all
For my daughter
I know you miss mama
But no matter what happens
Baby I promise
No matter what happens

Baby Yeah
Your Daddy got this
Had to go
Get it
Out of the mud
Bitch
I got filthy as fuck
By any means
Like the minister
Nigga gone run up
Them integers
Nigga was serving
Like Wimbledon
Nigga
I'm always
Gone get it in
I had to raise me
A queen up
Still doing dirt
Somehow
I managed to
Clean up
I ain't depend
On nobody
Who the fuck there
When
You need em
Sick of my life
She all that
I'm living for
She the reason
I'm breathing
I put that
On my mama
And her mama
And it's
R-I-Ps up
Been thru more
Than most of y'all
Could take
Still showed love
And felt the hate
Hustled hard
They rooted
I would fail
Raising up
My daughter by myself
Coming from the bottom
Now we up
Used to hit the switch
And pop the trunk
Lost loved ones
And it hurt
Had to go
And get it
Out the dirt
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem
Failure ain't an option
No, no, no
Foldin ain't an option
Only way is up
From the bottom
They got me fucked up
I'm a problem