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The fans need my music, all these other rap niggas bogus
Rags to riches, lil' woadie made it out the trenches
Cashed out on my whip, but how I drive it,

Hør, elskede, heh
Se, hvor jeg kommer fra, er det rags to riches
Enten dét, ellers ingenting
Der findes ikk' et mellemsted
Det' ingenmandsland,

of your parent's ruined doorstep. Rag up to your nose holding back the blood. Eight years away to come home to this. Getting smashed up in the basement. In

different order
Still a pawn is laid to rest same as a king
And my rags to riches story isn’t one they’d understand
But that’s how I write the songs I want