(Verse 1: Orelias)
I knew this was it, 93 Im talking bout big dreams in the See corners where theyre on the store, selling rocks. Absent father in my life but I out aite. Lost my best friend at the in 99. 99 problems but Im fine The inner youth in just wants to survive. Never was a strong book student, number of Didnt the honors, watching my grades drop Still I wanted everything was in When my was in with two kids As a boy wanted a Gameboy Finally got it, changing to color My changed again, moms introduced another man A young man to another grown man, Im bad at math. Looking back on the past, middle school and past. In a sense, lost my innocence
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The city is mine. Top back, sunshine Same where I stayed on my grind told me I was destined to shine Yea Im destined to The is mine. Top back, California sunshine Same place I stayed on my grind Mama told me I was destined to big dreams in the city
(Verse 2: Orelias)
Fuck what people say, school wasnt fun I Mr. Popular or popular opinion. I was often it hurt to know so much. schools in 9th grade, I didnt comprehend much A round peg to fit in some boxes, plus I tried out for JV, who got cut? Like the girls who give me time of day Separating themselves, I my mind. Who cares, to them I was always or mad Walking into class somebody died. stretches to master lines that I rhymed. Never paid to lectures, not one time Word is I A.D.D; plus I needed money I did a week of selling looked around realizing it wasnt me My life became a tug of war, with so many for me. I'm just we got to see eye to eye being rejected, is what makes I, I
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(Verse 3: Orelias)
Fast foreword past 09, in due I had a 12-inch PowerBook; was a hammy down Recorded into it, after I my raps down It was so old, froze in a few weeks. A week is all I Found Jay B and started writing to his A true scholar in essence, digging different sounds Searching for samples that would turn my around Its hard feeling motivated, amongst the lack of The next month made a demo with used and instrumentals. of fact it was instrumental, everything I had I hustled for Wanting to drop but never when A few were supposed to come through. Never did, to my vision 12th grade came, passed to graduate Spiting a solo verse from We On, up the stage. Im on now; all I want to do is you proud. With big dreams in the
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