(Hook)
Somehow, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Somehow, some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Somehow, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Somehow, some way
We gotta make it up out this life

(Hiatus)
I was born in July, midsummer’s heat
I was my parent’s perfectly conceived midsummer’s dream
Born into slavery, but bred to be a king
See, the pride of a lion, the hunger of one too
I was raised in the cage of the Commerce City zoo
With the snakes and the apes, tell me what’s a boy to do
Visions of a better life, visions of a family
But what woman got the strength that it takes to stand with me
Tryna see clearly from deep inside this mosh pit
That I can’t escape from just to get my dreams accomplished
Seems often in life I’ve only got two options
Either reach success or suffer from an early coffin
Too many wooden crosses lining both sides of this path
Souls that we loved that we ain’t ever getting back
So it seems there’s nothing I can I do other than rap
If there’s one things I know, I know that
(Hook)

(Adverse)
I was born in January the festives of winter
Came to my parents on a Tuesday, special delivered
Blessed with a vision, came out the womb prepared
And ever since my focus been on a music career
I wanna rock the stage like the greats, make the crowd move like waves
Put a smile on their face, give common ground for the pain
But since graduation I slipped off recording, I fell
Baby say she miss my voice, I’m looking for it myself
I got a dream that’s more important than wealth
Want legendary status like Big, now that’s a story to tell
Instead of self-loathing, held captive in my room
Brain scrambled like the static on the tube
I remember listening to Styles before I had my own
But I feel you David, I’m still a ghost in my home
What can I do, I know destiny’s all powerful
But if the future’s set in stone I’m breaking out like Excalibur

(Hook)

(Hood$Rich)
August fifth ninety-one was when I started my life
I had delusions that the path that I was set on was right
Daddy left her, so of course my mother paid up the price
Became addicted to the clothes, cars, platinum, and ice
Think twice, treat your mama better homie, look at how she struggling
A job, house, bills, and little brother, she juggling
Just to stay stable somehow, some way I gotta put food on the table
I started my own label
Know I hit the jackpot, courage, pride, wisdom, responsible for what I got
Never change homie, I’ll never be an imposter
No olvidas soy Mexicano, viva la Raza
Repping Lion Pride, you could’ve sworn that I was Rasta
Yeah the past I never miss, but every once in a while
Reminisce, I reminisce somehow, some way
(Hook)