People pointing fingers telling me where to go,
But who I really am is something they don't wanna know.
Laughing from afar and talking shit with their clique,
Gives me a bigger drive and a reason to go big.
I am who I am because of where I been,
I'm not some fragile seed that got carried by the wind.
The reason I ball out is something bigger than a face,
I bump and grind and ache and push in hopes to win this race.
You don't know my story cause you only see my face.
Once you get a bite of glory you NEVER lose the taste.
I'm never gonna stop until I reach the top.
I put in time while they're all asleep cause my work never stops.
You can go ahead and speak bad on my name,
But when the time is up I'll be in the hall of fame.
Looking from the crowd after my speech is through,
Only to see eyes staring at me with your jealous face in my view.
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