Rap Song No Copyright with motivational lyrics. Serves as perfect background music for video intros, informational projects, and montage scenes.
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I never thought I’d make it to the place I’m in.
This world that I love is making my head spin.
Started out with nothing never thought I’d get this far, but Now it’s time to show out, show em what I’m about.
What’s better than the thought of havin everything.
Gittin whatcha want, and never settling.
How I’m livin’s seat back with the top dooown.
Lookin up from the ground nothing can stop me noooow.
Sacrificing my pay checks to the studio and instrumentals.
Camaro with one tinted winDow, rebuilt title to keep the payment low.
Gave it all to bring good music back, make it great again, Donald Trump hat.
Want that money on whale no humpback, gotta blast to the top like a jetpack.
Along the way yeah I had minor setbacks, treasure map tryna find where the X at.
And I couldn’t tell you where the heck my X at, fairweather females we can X that.
LOL to my bars you can Text that.
Couple stores had to send my Daddy checks back,
shoutout dinosaur rappers, ya lookin at a t-Rex,
Topic of discussion, but I started from a P.S.
Concentrating on the bacon, not to what a hata sayin.
Chasin paypa like the DragonBallz, money got me goin supersayin.
And I’ll admit that my heart is full, but what I got for fake friends is vacant.
Said I’d find and kill the music game, now there’s nothin left to be Taken.
Long list of people I could thank.
For makin sure while chasin my goals I didn’t tank.
God of course for keepin me from prison cells and drank.
And Mom and Dad regardless of both of you all’s mistakes.
I’d rather have a flawed fam than one that’s truly fake.
I hustle everyday to make sure they’re okay.
Member nights crying myself to sleep…cuz I couldn’t buy groceries,
So I’d bust my tail…just to surprise them with ice cream,
Used to hope and pray that one day we’d have nice things.
Maybe a hot tub, trips to Europe and sight seeing.
Replace the money problems, tired eyes, fighting.
Worked two jobs and rapped…wanted Momma in that Porsche,
Had to bust my crack for all our dreams cuz nothing’s more important.