Don’t Happen Overnight (lyrics)

Grind never over, wake up gotta get the quota,

world on my shoulder, tryna hustle up a rover,

no luck no four leaf clover, just hustle and composure,

til i’m in the back of the rolls royce with the chauffeur,

don’t happen easily, no handouts, we in the street,

jump off the porch pray we land on our feet,

damn i wish my pops could see,

how i made bread from the crumbs, young n*gga from the slums,

country n*gga use to pick plums, now i walk in the bank like i’m Donald trump,

one day at a time, one lyric in a rhyme, write my life in these lines,

mama say put god first you gone be just fine,