Chin up beats, you′re gonna get it

Drell's on the track

SephGotTheWavesMmm, uh, uh

This for them tribulations and trails

I finally got a smile for all the frowns

I finally get to make my mama proud

Start a family, bought a house

I finally see what pops was talking ′bout

But it was hard lookin' up when I was down (I was down)

I was down bad and bummy

They were laughin' at me but it wasn′t funny

Imagine me in the bottom as a youngin′, on to any given Sunday

Tryna find a way to get some money

We cut grass to get cash when we was hungry

Stealin' chicken out of Publix

Nigga grab a box and go to runnin′

Niggas never gave me nothin', so it′s fuck 'em (so it′s fuck 'em)

Was ballin' on a budget

I remember ballin′ on a budget (budget)

I was fine ′til my mind got corrupted (corrupted)

Used to want to be a Firefighter or a Teacher (yeah, yeah)

'Til niggas came through on the 22′s and booming speakers (yeah, yeah)

My mind changed instantly

Mom didn't even know what gotten into me (into me)

Thuggin′ hard, stealin' cars and shootin′ at the enemies

I used to hit my knees and pray I'd find them things for ten a piece

'Til then, we slow grind and break it down to ten a G (ten a G)

′Til then, slow grind and break it down to ten a G (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I know you remember me

Back in 11th grade, was addicted to poppin′ seals (poppin' seals)

I love to sip that lean, I like the way it make me feel (make me feel)

The smile up on my face, bae, ′cause I been swallowing pills (yeah)

Couldn't focus in class, my mind was stuck on them M′s (on me M's)

Get to thinking ′bout my past

That shit be giving me chills (give me chills)

I never thought I'd see the day I get a record deal

Move my baby mama to the hills, fuck the drama, babe, let's live

In the Bahamas tryna heal

Tell me your problems and your fears, yeah (yeah, yeah)

And all of them niggas on the internet be hoes (they be hoes)

You the type of nigga I hated when I was broke (broke for real)

You the type of nigga see this pole and be froze

I′m the type of nigga

Get jealous and rob him out of his clothes (clothes for real)

By the time you jumped off the porch

I was in the middle of the road (I was in the road)

When you got down the street, I was already headed home (headed home)

On the porch knockin′, lookin' for love but it was gone (it was gone)

Thank God I found my passion in these songs

This for them tribulations and trials

Things lookin′ up, when I was down

It was hard tryna get it off the ground

Tribulations and trials

You couldn't take my shoes and walk a mile

Finna put them diamonds in my mouth, ′cause now

I got a reason to smile

A reason to smile, reason to smile

A reason to smile

Reason to smile, a reason to smile

A reason to smile

Reason to smile, a reason to smile