Текст песни Rags To Riches - KVBA

I come from rags
Though I'm bout to make these riches
So trust me when I tell you to give me the bag
I'll make it 2 times bigger, I'll make it bigger (okay!)

Every day it is grind time
Work hard, make it shine, shine
Yet still at the side line
God when is it my time?
Know it's coming closer
We live la vida loca
We used to live with roaches
Soon we fly to different cultures

I wasn't supposed to make it and they hate it so I'm loving it
I be damned if I stay dependent on the government
So I'm climbing stone for stone, I'm trynna top the pyramid
Bout to make a M, that's not bad for a lyricist (okay!)
Since my momma birthed me, she made some sacrifices
To pay her back a thousand times is the only thing righteous
Excuse me for my behavior; I know I got my vices
But that's what gives me drive, and I ain't talking bout no license
After school, I was ashamed to let my friends in the crib
We was poor, I was embarrassed by the way that we lived
So I got to go LeBron on em get that championship
Married to the game and I'm still waiting on my wedding gifts
Student loans, for so many years, got me deep in debt
Time is ticking, so you gotta add all the interest, yeah
So God, can I be up next? (Okay)
Can I be up next? (Can I?)

I come from rags (rags, rags, rags, rags, rags, rags, rags)
Though I'm bout to make these riches
So trust me when I tell you to give me the bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
I'll make it 2 times bigger, I'll make it bigger (okay)

I come from rags (rags, rags, rags, rags, rags, rags, rags)
Though I'm bout to make these riches
So trust me when I tell you to give me the bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
I'll make it 2 times bigger, I'll make it bigger (okay!)

Every day it is grind time
Work hard, make it shine, shine
Yet still at the side line
God when is it my time?
Know it's coming closer
We live la vida loca
We used to live with roaches
Soon we fly to different cultures

Ey my hair slick and my talk too, I ain't got no options, I got to
I'm a misfit from overseas, had to prove to 'em I can rap too
I don't talk about my plans, keep my lips locked like taboo
My destiny imprinted in my membrane like a tattoo
And I want it like no other, I'm stunting, going harder
As a kid I did no shopping, had to wear clothes from my brother
And it wasn't no designer, everything was H&M
When I found out kids made these clothes, I swear I hated them
Boutta be looking gorgeous, I'm about to hit the Forbes list
Imma boutta make it take off, the second that I floor it, okay man:
How many rappers made a M and did it conscious?
And how many of you guys made memes outta boredom, huh?

Tell a hater, get a purpose
Don't be living life crooked like you write in cursive
I make turnover as long as the word's turning
Can't be in a standstill, get capital like Denzel
Washington, provide for my people, yeah like all of them
I can name, lotta rappers I know I go harder than
Had to bring, y'all the best product straight outta Amsterdam
It was in my plans, I'm talking everything