Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gutta Boy
Gutta Boy
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mariono Smith
Mariono Smith
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Did it by myself Went and did it by myself Can't be worried about what everybody else doing What you doing Made it on my own got it out the dirt They say I changed I had to put myself first If you don't grow yo life keep going in reverse It could get better but the problems get worse A lot of money ain't gone make me act different Even without it I'm gone be that same nigga But I work hard just to get up out these trenches Don't want the fame cause I don't like the attention The only reason I do this shit is for that skrilla About that paper you can label me a killer While we was struggling told my mama keep her chin up I'm finna blow they didn't believe that I was special Now I'm on another level I won the race I need my metal Yeah you better be careful Yeah careful Made it on my own got it out the dirt They say I changed I had to put myself first If you don't grow yo life keep going in reverse It could get better but the problems get worse Made it on my own got it out the dirt They say I changed I had to put myself first If you don't grow yo life keep going in reverse It could get better but the problems get worse Sometimes the problems get worse They not happy till they see you in a hearse But I won't let it phase me I know the Lord saved me They don't appreciate you until it's to late Cant let nothing stop me I was destined for greatness I just been patiently waiting But I know my time is now Made it on my own got it out the dirt They say I changed I had to put myself first If you don't grow yo life keep going in reverse It could get better but the problems get worse Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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