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[Chorus]
From pennies to power, from dirt to the crown,
I came from the bottom, now I run the town.
No silver spoon, just a dream and a plan,
Now I’m stackin’ this paper with workin’ hands.
[Verse 1]
Woke up hungry, with holes in my shoes,
Bills in the red, had nothin’ to lose.
Mama cried prayers, I learned to grind,
Turned pain into fuel and hustle to shine.
No trust fund, no lifeline thrown,
Just me and my goals, I built my own throne.
Flipped that stress to a work ethic vicious,
Now I’m cashin’ checks with the broke boy's wishes.
[Chorus]
From pennies to power, from dirt to the crown,
I came from the bottom, now I run the town.
No silver spoon, just a dream and a plan,
Now I’m stackin’ this paper with workin’ hands.
[Verse 2]
Stacked them coins while they laughed and slept,
Turned my pain into lessons I never forget.
Cold nights, no heat, just heat in my soul,
Had to break every limit they said was my role.
Now I move smart, invest, expand,
Flip one idea to a hundred grand.
Never fold, even when life pressed,
Pressure made diamonds out a kid with less.
[Bridge]
You don’t need luck when you movin’ with grind,
Millionaire mind in a ten-dollar time.
Every “no” I got, just fueled my way,
Now the poor kid's rich, and I’m here to stay.
[Chorus]
From pennies to power, from dirt to the crown,
I came from the bottom, now I run the town.
No silver spoon, just a dream and a plan,
Now I’m stackin’ this paper with workin’ hands.
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user517486759
Member since May 13 2025