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see i came from the bottom
not drake but i come from toronto
being broke was a problem
backwoods and a 5th for my problems

big bro was stepping like harden
when he jumped off the porch it was modness
the key is you gotta be different
but yourself at the same time you gotta have faith and go get it

bro was serving them rocks on the corner
moving and ducking the coppas
take all my sin when i come out that water
couldn’t help it i felt like moana

grew up robbing stealing selling drugs
all hе really want is love
i gotta get it, papеr committed
praying i don’t get no charges, ptsd feeling heartless

we all human they gon bleed how you bleed
i be shooting n*ggas in my dreams
rip to all my dawgs, to all of my n*ggas let’s say rip

sometimes me sleeping at night it be scary
walking with god if you test me he told me he getting his vengeance
on my lonely i did all my robberies
my bro running track was a prodigy
i’m scamming but following policy
prolific i feel like a prophet
reading the bible obtaining this knowledge
there’s more to this life man there gotta be
tryna make my momma proud of me

momma she worried as f*ck
because i be smoking my gazo
gun on me, smoking in public
momma want me to go stay lowkey

sometimes i be feeling like moses
government system is pharaoh
walk with a 100, quavo
rolling blueberry, faygo

imma walk down in that boy with the choppa
bro with a drake and the work like rihanna
hard in the paint man i feel like i’m waka flocka, flame his ass up with the choppa

i told my momma i won’t miss shooting f*ck all that dishing the rock
thuggin one time like i’m roddy (ricch)
prayers to the trap god i’m callin (b*tch)

gotta take a risk to go get rich i’m going all in
momma i gotta keep scoring
big bro knocked momma was hopeless
thought he was gone
young street n*gga beating the odds
he speaking to god
the n*gga they used to know flipped the script and then he came up
made a promise to all of my n*ggas that i’ll never change up

i’m getting faded
can’t get complacent
momma we made it
i’m feeling jaded

n*ggas they hated
n*ggas they hated
yea yea
yea yea

i keep me a drake cuz i come from the six
you know in my city they never show love
they drillin sh*t up like chicago
me and my n*ggas addicted to drugs

young n*ggas don’t follow the trend
get you some money don’t look for no problems
my brother gon get him i promise
what’s his name crossed my bro and he shot em (got em)

my brodie he fighting his body still
locked and his n*ggas ain’t calling (calling)
f*ck dawg, thinking my whodie he lost it
run up a 100 and get him a lawyer
i’m f*cking with stocks
diamond they water
i’m in the ocean
since a youngin i’ve been flooded with trauma

but i’m making this money do magic
young rich n*gga i never panicked (ski yea)
feel like young thugga with gunna
forex my money backflips

imma give back to the hood like i’m robin
real n*gga i do what i wanna
99 problems but i’m 100
99 problems but i’m 100 dawg

- dyl jordaine lyrics

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