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Hustled hard They rooted I would fail Raising up My daughter by myself Coming from the bottom Now we up Used to hit the switch And pop the trunk Lost loved ones And it hurt Had to go And get it Out the dirt Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Turn failure To fortune Turn words Into portraits I just turn dope into profits Make triumph Out of torment Keep it lit like torches Make sure every song scorching Nigga made something Outta nothing Can't be stopped When I'm focused Wasn't rocking with me At my lowest Can't ball When a nigga reaping spoils Just hope mama proud Know she up there Watching over us I'm just raising up A soldier R-I-P to Matt Lil Josh Steve, MUG Dontrell Mama And its long live Slug Sesay still got me fucked up Just want to find The passion I had When I started fucking with the pen and pad I just want The respect I deserve Just want To make these hatin niggas mad Just want to See my city back on top Summer '03 Y'all remember that I don't need the fame I don't need the acclaim I just need the check I just need the bag Been thru more Than most of y'all Could take Still showed love And felt the hate Hustled hard They rooted I would fail Raising up My daughter by myself Coming from the bottom Now we up Used to hit the switch And pop the trunk Lost loved ones And it hurt Had to go And get it Out the dirt Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Need a stake Like Morton's Recognize my place I'm important 93 Smoke is imported Bitch I'll flush A whole P like a toilet Time is money Counting moments Time is borrowed And they loaned it This a gift from above I'm anointed And they Wish death on me I avoid it Walking around With a bullet In my chest right now Want to kill me Aim above The neck bitch Dope music Never been stepped on They've awoken Damn it I've been slept on I can't sit still When I'm broke bruh Got drive Toyota Testerossa Houston Texas Do it for the culture Fell victim to the roaches Vultures 7:13 It's our time We can shoot Or we can go From the shoulders Syrup and the sauce They been using They got it From Houston And they owe us Die before A nigga ever fold up Failure never ever Been an option Right now Up is the only way Cause a nigga Really come from the bottom I'll ship it Green hi-tech on deck Still catchin them packs California The feds Gave A.D. 15 Bone and Rube In my corner First and foremost I'm a father though Ja'hden still Straight A Honor roll Grew up all tall Looking Like her mom Raised her up Strong On my own Been thru more Than most of y'all Could take Still showed love And felt the hate Hustled hard They rooted I would fail Raising up My daughter by myself Coming from the bottom Now we up Used to hit the switch And pop the trunk Lost loved ones And it hurt Had to go And get it Out the dirt Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Came from the struggle Ain't going back My accounts was in overdraft Now my expenses is covered Thought process Deposit Headed to Chase To drop me another Dope with no cutter Raw like A fuck With no rubber Can't appreciate Anything fully Without everything A nigga done suffered They ain't believe I could do it They probably Expected excuses I stood up Over her Mama's casket Trying my best Not to lose it Bitch I knew I had to do it I knew that I'm all we got left How many promises I kept Did it all For my daughter I know you miss mama But no matter what happens Baby I promise No matter what happens Baby Yeah Your Daddy got this Had to go Get it Out of the mud Bitch I got filthy as fuck By any means Like the minister Nigga gone run up Them integers Nigga was serving Like Wimbledon Nigga I'm always Gone get it in I had to raise me A queen up Still doing dirt Somehow I managed to Clean up I ain't depend On nobody Who the fuck there When You need em Sick of my life She all that I'm living for She the reason I'm breathing I put that On my mama And her mama And it's R-I-Ps up Been thru more Than most of y'all Could take Still showed love And felt the hate Hustled hard They rooted I would fail Raising up My daughter by myself Coming from the bottom Now we up Used to hit the switch And pop the trunk Lost loved ones And it hurt Had to go And get it Out the dirt Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem Failure ain't an option No, no, no Foldin ain't an option Only way is up From the bottom They got me fucked up I'm a problem