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Dj mix New OPPs vs. America 1st

V5.5

[Intro] [high-pitched vocal sample loop with heavy reverb, staccato strings] (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) [record scratch] Hey, yo, look [Verse 1] [808 bass and trap drums enter] Used to see my future in the locker, now it's locker Eyes on the prize, no time for the talker Bounce to the penny, had to make it from the rock on Cold pavement steps, my only real walk-on They saw me at the bottom, just a name on the docket Now they see me rising, they hate that they clocked it Used to be the underdog, kept it quite pocket Now they give us mine and I'm living in a profit (Chaching!) [Chorus] [strings intensify, vocal sample continues] Face the fire but I ain't get burned (No) Took the hard way, I finally learned (Look) They tried to write me off, but the page has turned When the concrete cracks, my empire's earned Trust, every knockback just made me get worse Took all the pain and I put it in a verse (Rock!) Now the tables turned, let them feel the curse I put in the work, now I'm living in a hearse [Verse 2] [bass drops out briefly, then returns] Man, some say my name with a little bit of hatred Something back when the grind got blatant Thought I'd run out of juice, thought I'd get deflated But the pressure made the diamond, now my future's gated Real talk, I don't need a hundred friends, just the ones that stuck In the stormiest weather when we had no luck Remember eating scraps, now we're filling up the truck Started from a stone, now I'm bigger than a buck Big stacks! [Chorus] Face the fire but I ain't get burned Took the hard way, I finally learned (Look) They tried to write me off, but the page has turned When the concrete cracks, my empire's earned Trust, every knockback just made me get worse Took all the pain and I put it in a verse (Rock!) Now the tables turned, let them feel the curse I put in the work, now I'm living in a hearse [Verse 3] [drums drop to half-time feel] Yeah, I came from the dust, dust From a place they forgot, forgot Every struggle was a lesson Every failure was a plot, plot To prove them all wrong See what I've got, got I'm counting up the blessings In this place that I rock, never [full drums return] So go ahead and talk, man, your words are just a breeze While I'm building up a fortune, putting all my family at ease Had to hustle for the bread through the rain and through the trees Now I'm sitting at the top, telling all my enemies Please! [vocal sample solo] (Say, rock!) (Grrr-ah!) You know the take See me now From the bottom to the top, straight facts That's all it was, no cap, no cap [Outro] [strings fade, vocal sample echoes out]