Текст песни 10k Hours - Brooklyn MO

When you put in 10 thousand hours you ain't gotta try
That don't mean i'm perfect
That just mean i'm worth it
That just mean i'm working i'm saying I deserve it

I done scratched and I done clawed they ain't surprised on how I came up
They can't let me shoot my shot cuz they know that my aim up
See they make connections now cuz one day i'll be famous
It's funny how they drag it thru dirt but bring my name up
Cuz I done seen these broke rappers change up
All these insecurities ya'll dealing with don't blame us
Fam who never called texting me don't be no stranger
Strung the right chords when I was minor now i'm major
I done worked 10 thousand hours broke down on my knees
I looked up to heaven then I pray for what I need
Ain't no saint behind my center you know my life ain't no breeze
I'll keep it 100 when there's 100 on my sleeve you could bet that
Like Bron I had the drive but learned the step back
Cuz when you playing with a coaches eye you spot the mismatch
Where you never slip lack they catch wit no click clack
Leave you wit that shit bag just to get they wrist wrapped
They be going over for them orders like they dispatch
When that hate is learned in generations how you fix that
Plus they riding so long they don't even feel that kickback
This hell meant to keep you like a chin strap
I know you know this that

10 thousand hours man you know I hardly slept
I remember all them no's and cherished every yes
I remember all them lows and all that heavy stress
Every time they tried to throw my way y'all tried to intercept
10 thousand hours man you know I hardly slept
I remember all them no's and cherished every yes
I remember all them lows and all that heavy stress
Wouldn't change it if I had a chance I needed every step

When you finally paid in full don't think your blessings gone end
And when the real sharks is hunting they ain't showing they fins
And them folks keep butting in because you flexing wit sin
Mitch fell for the game you seen what happened to him
That's why they call it the trap it ain't designed for the win
Ya'll ain't never been stand up ya out here capping again
When they reached for the scales I put my mind to the pen
For quarters I seen street fights come to a end
It ain't no Ryu I knew that I'd kick that fire like ken
White barbies and them foreign's boy y'all wanna be ken
Like a doctor I done healed off these scripts that I penned
Doubters at the finish line like when will he end
They hope you fall for the change but still be wishing you well
Put my all in every track & leave my heart in the field
Pockets full of lint like flint cuz they ain't drinking still
If I had a gimmick I'd probably be popping for real
I guess its dollars over politics
Where they front you one to make that paper like a scholarship
Gotta make that final push for paper like a college kid
Ya'll keep all the car & hoes and I'll take all acknowledgement

10 thousand hours man you know I hardly slept
I remember all them no's and cherished every yes
I remember all them lows and all that heavy stress
Every time they tried to throw my way y'all tried to intercept
10 thousand hours man you know I hardly slept
I remember all them no's and cherished every yes
I remember all them lows and all that heavy stress
Wouldn't change it if I had a chance I needed every step