FatBoy Marco - Foot In The Door

I know I'm a star but I hope you don't think you bully
Cus this shit a really get dangerous
Too many niggas be talking that shit they ain't living
The reason why they cannot hang wit us
I ain't waiting for shit at a early age I learned how to get off my ass and go get it
I got the vision and I got the power lil nigga ain't talkin bout fifty
Keep a eye on that backdoor whoever come through it
You better blow it stop thinking just do it
Just stand on that shit niggas die trying to prove it
Leave the streets in the streets niggas die over music
Came from the bottom wit gorillas came out on top as the goat
Yeah You know how it go
Locked in you a think I'm incarcerated
Only time I'm gettin booked is gone be for a show
Ain't going nowhere I'm here to stay
I Had bigger dreams than minimum wage
Cut a few off along the way
They ain't stick script they kept flipping the page
I got more drip than a lake
Keep the grass cut so I cant trip over snakes
I told my niggas I got em I'm paving the road I gotta make us a way
Now a days gotta shoot me a text ion pick up the phone if it ain't bout no cake
Told my mama that her youngest gone get to the money you gone forever be straight
Dream chasing on the road to riches
Never broke again we gone forever be paid
Mhm
We gone forever be paid mhm
That struggle just structured my character even on section eight
Made sure my section ate nigga
Gone lose tryna keep up wit me
I'm steady warning these niggas I told em we different
Fuck a label I ain't wasting my breath if they talking bout a million or better
Thick bitch on the left petite on the right you gotta forgive me I'm extra
She want me to fuck wit my j on when my chain clank she gone get lil wetter
Young trend setter they can copy what I'm doin but they ain't doin it better
Fasho
I'm from a city of darkness knew I was destined for this I woke up my glow
Amiri jeans wit the fazo lows
They done let me get my foot in the door
Long way from I started this shit ain't over I still got a long way to go
They be screaming how they want me to win
See the hate in they hate in they eyes I know that they don't
See the hate in the eyes I know that don't
Ain't going nowhere I'm here to stay
I Had bigger dreams than minimum wage
Cut a few off along the way
They ain't stick script they kept flipping the page
I got more drip than a lake
Keep the grass cut so I cant trip over snakes
I told my niggas I got em I'm paving the road I gotta make us a way
Now a days gotta shoot me a text ion pick up the phone if it ain't bout no cake
Told my mama that her youngest gone get to the money you gone forever be straight
Dream chasing on the road to riches never broke again we gone forever be paid
Mhm
We gone forever be paid mhm

Written by:
Demarco Abraham

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