One Day It Could Happen

[Verse 1]

The oldest of all kids, you can see my ribs

Hunger pains since the days of having stains on my bib

Used the same passion to put the 'caine on the strip

Used the same thirst when I put the bang in the whip

Whoever thought that I would make it with bars?

Used to give fiends ? just to borrow the car

I was just a teenager down on my luck

Thought Jordans and a gold chain was living it up

Only I'd have left mustard stains on my shirt

Kool-Aid and fuego helped clench my thirst

Used to live day-to-day and just wait on the first

Then I lost my first daughter then I seen my work

Had to take steps back, reconstruct my plan

Started rapping up verses, stopped rapping up grams

Flew out to NY, fucking with my mans

Now I'm in the Maybach not the back of the van

[Hook]

My momma used to tell me "Son, you're gonna make it, one day it'll happen"

Who knew I had what it takes to be famous and one day I'd be rapping

My poppa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared cos one day it could happen"

I dreamed about this day, but who could've believed that one day I'd be rapping

[Verse 2]

Back on public transportation

Waking up in the morning with mason

Momma in the kitchen cooking eggs and bacon

Granny gave her last to the preacher man praying

For her grandson to make a change

Constant fiends coming copping with loose change

Was going down the drain, until I hopped on the beat and unleashed my pain

I used to watch wrestling, Hacksaw Jim Duggan

Piledrive beats, Dan Brown been thugging

Whole life been broke, I'ma keep on hustling

Tryna stack up a mill, cop a crib for my cousin

But, everywhere you go people wanna hate

Saying that they ? but they plotting on your plate

Taught in the streets, I ain't have to graduate

And nigga, I'ma make it just awaiting my day

[Hook]

My momma used to tell me "Son, you're gonna make it, one day it'll happen"

Who knew I had what it takes to be famous and one day I'd be rapping

My poppa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared cos one day it could happen"

I dreamed about this day, but who could've believed that one day I'd be rapping

[Verse 3]

People look at my style, momma look at your child

They throw my jams on now, watch the crowd go wild

We done came a long way form copping on broadway

Letting the arms spray, I'd walk in in broad day

Now we entrepreneurs that's concurring tours

The only thing left now to do is sell out stores

But in the hood, I'm platinum, did good with rapping

Money is stacking, done with the slinging and jacking

Now I write and recite what goes on in my life

Remember being too scared to come home at night

Cos I would hate to see you and my father fight

Back then I was a little dude

That rock's skips to school and got ridiculed

Quit the flip and a hit a fool

And I know it's hard, we went through many changes

Tryna raise a son that spoke a different language

But had to change my ways cos I was living dangerous

[Hook]

My momma used to tell me "Son, you're gonna make it, one day it'll happen"

Who knew I had what it takes to be famous and one day I'd be rapping

My poppa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared cos one day it could happen"

I dreamed about this day, but who could've believed that one day I'd be rapping