[Intro]

In the grand scheme of things

We never were supposed to have shit

Born to lose, built to win

Folarin

Let's get it in

[Hook]

We ain't supposed to never have nothing

We ain't supposed to never have shit

See the growth in my rhymes

See my focus ain't on them

[Verse 1]

Nah, at the top is just us, right

Let's get it

Prps, something nice you ain't know 'em

Givenchy, but no kilt, mi amor

We can't leave, but we love the allure

Hold mine down and stay above what you on

On, I'm appeased and obliged

Scorpio freaks quantity gemini

I'm a need me a light

Ridin' through the cap, cap steez on the mind

I ain't know him but I wish I did

Each one, teach one, may the youth live

On that, joey bad please hold your head

Lost one last summer, livin' ain't fair

While them niggas scared, we forever in

Hates see you smile, money everywhere

Dream killers out, I see them in the rear

Before I put them in a song, put them in a prayer

Amen

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I'm focused, it's folarin here

I reckon your barbershop talk of this

Heavenly father, may the spirit of god

Help whoever at odds get your guidance quick

All we need keisha, all we need becky

All we need is god, and fed free fetti

My little buddy lives strong, young nigga peddle

He ain't make it in the leagues, so the streets wed him

Gettin' wet up on the corner in whatever weather

Boy see the jail again, he gonna see the devil

Been a week since he seen his mother

And 18 since he seen the other

I'm a pray for him

It's safe to say, he got some pain within

It ain't too much that I can say to him

Cause my bank statement don't relate to him

[Hook]

[Verse 3 meek mill]

I was so fresh, so clean when I stepped on that scene

Pulled up aston martin, you could ask them ya'll seen

When I came through this bitch

Paper tagging on lean

Baddest bitch in the game

Nigga that was ya'll dream

Hold up, let me get a feel

Like jack say hold up

I don't feel these niggas, nah

Hey wallace

[Verse 4 wale]

Yap, what's the problem? I'm focused

I'm kobe, I kill these niggas

I ain't scared of these niggas

Getting higher than shaquille o'neal

Field goal percentage

Yeah me nigga

Till the brokest nigga with got a mill plus interest

Meek keep living

Get em

[Verse 5 meek mill]

When I was dead broke used to always tell myself I'mma still be the shit

'til my p.o she locked me up

I'mma do the time come home and still be this rich

Still see the bricks, I'mma still be a mitch

Got these rico shit tryna kill me and shit

Hol' up, tryna kill me and shit

Let me get the flow back, I was killing this shit

We was killing them strips, drop heads - no ceiling shit

Ain't talking 'bout wayne, bitch I'm talking them things

300 and change got a million in whips

Nigga

[Hook]

[Outro]

Started from the bottom nigga

But now we grinding till the law come get us

For the money and them commas nigga

But can't forget about vagina nigga

Started from that bottom nigga

But now I got it it's a problem nigga

For that money and them dollars nigga

And I ain't rich but I'm still shining nigga

I'm still shining nigga

I'm still shining nigga

Shining nigga

We still shining nigga

Shining nigga

We still shining nigga

Shining nigga

Let me shine my nigga