[Intro: Killer Mike]
I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaignin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way
[Verse 1: Killer Mike & Blxst]
Whip my '69 Firebird from the curb
I done had to work it like a square and had to serve
I'm listenin' to Big and Dre and crumblin' on herb
I'm pushin' down MLK with a quarter pound of herb
Passin' through the temp', I say a prayer for fallen soldiers
Rest in peace to Bruce and may God be with DG Yola
It hurt like Hell to say, but rest in peace to Rico Wade
He soundtracked the day when me and Sleek was servin' J (Yeah)
We done made it up from shorties drinkin' forties, livin' lawless
Today, shit finna flame, diamond flawless in our forties (Yeah, yeah)
Thank the Lord I ain't a junkie, ain't a alcoholic
The pride of Atlanta, Michael Render studied ballin', all in
[Chorus: Blxst]
Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaignin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way
[Verse 1: Killer Mike & Blxst]
Whip my '69 Firebird from the curb
I done had to work it like a square and had to serve
I'm listenin' to Big and Dre and crumblin' on herb
I'm pushin' down MLK with a quarter pound of herb
Passin' through the temp', I say a prayer for fallen soldiers
Rest in peace to Bruce and may God be with DG Yola
It hurt like Hell to say, but rest in peace to Rico Wade
He soundtracked the day when me and Sleek was servin' J (Yeah)
We done made it up from shorties drinkin' forties, livin' lawless
Today, shit finna flame, diamond flawless in our forties (Yeah, yeah)
Thank the Lord I ain't a junkie, ain't a alcoholic
The pride of Atlanta, Michael Render studied ballin', all in
[Chorus: Blxst]
Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
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