Lyrics
, no one gonna hear you when you call, nobody gonna catch you when you fall, you got to do it on your own, if you believe it, believe me, like in the day when things got rough, even i knew i had enough, i would just keep my head up high, i know i'm gon' make it, make it, i'm one of a kind, and you're kind of a one, they say that life's a game, well, i ain't never won, i'm a follow my dreams like a stalker, you know, and i'm a keep spinning dope, till my arteries broke, and that's that, trying to make a career out of nothing, pair a soggy with my money, but that ain't gonna get me fronting, 'cause i know that i can make it, i just go to believe, look, i'm just trying to be successful, at least before i'm deceased, but whatever, they telling me dreams i can't put my love achieving it, even if mine don't it happens for a reason, from the bullies in school, to every comment that i've got, and i wouldn't be here without him, so thank you if you ever doubted, and i'm keeping it real, for kids in that situation, that were kicked down at school, or just hated for no reason, that's why i do this, man, forget the money, i don't need it, y'all would never let them get to you, no, you'll never feed the crowd, it's starting to feel like this life's depressing, every feeling suppressed in my heart, and yeah, i'm attempting to just release it, in second, 'cause i'm fed up, while other rappers trying to get they bread up, i'm just trying to tell the story, so these kids can keep their head up, my parents always seem stressed out, arguing 'bout stupid issues, i'm losing it like right now, on the road to success, and i'm trying to find the best route, now they wanna be friends, after all of this? christ, for real though, where were you gone when i used to get bullied, when they would always call me faggot, and just make me look stupid, and after all this rap is when you decide to show up, 'cause not a damn hell was given i was about to go nuts, not a single person would talk to me, i was an outcast, known as the justin bieber wannabe, the who went and said that i don't care if you got a problem, 'cause in the end of everything, that made me the stronger me, if we believe, if we believe, if we believe then we perceive, if we believe that we can be, if we believe, i'm gon' make it, i'm gon' make it.
Song details
Artist: miles, chris