[Intro]
This is your start to fame
Do it (Do it, do it)
[Bridge]
We've got young blood
Can't destroy us
We make our own luck in this world
We've got young blood
Can't destroy us
We make our own love in this world
[Chorus]
But in dark times when we close our eyes
It's a nightmare, it's a nightmare
When the sun don't shine, we lose our minds
But I swear we can get there
We've got young blood
Can't destroy us
We make our own luck in this world
We've got young blood
No one chose us
We make our own love in this world
[Verse 1: Ivan B]
Yeah
The look on the counselor's face
When I told her I wanted to rap
Told me to drop it with this nonsense, or just watch my grades collapse
So, either do what I love, or just hate how I'm livin'
Damn, it's one hard decision
Say goodbye to 9 to 5s, been working 5 to 9, I'm driven
Reminiscent of the times
Writing raps in mathematics, thought I had it all down
Like this one girl on my mattress
Catchin' feelings 'cause my music, and all my music comes from you
But feelings only last a second, I got time for just a few
And she says
"You're always workin' B, and it seems to me you don't want this to work
How do you expect for me to let this be? I'm not one of them skirts"
But that's the thing, it's time to focus on myself
'Cause nothing's ever handed, gotta make that shit yourself
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This is your start to fame
Do it (Do it, do it)
[Bridge]
We've got young blood
Can't destroy us
We make our own luck in this world
We've got young blood
Can't destroy us
We make our own love in this world
[Chorus]
But in dark times when we close our eyes
It's a nightmare, it's a nightmare
When the sun don't shine, we lose our minds
But I swear we can get there
We've got young blood
Can't destroy us
We make our own luck in this world
We've got young blood
No one chose us
We make our own love in this world
[Verse 1: Ivan B]
Yeah
The look on the counselor's face
When I told her I wanted to rap
Told me to drop it with this nonsense, or just watch my grades collapse
So, either do what I love, or just hate how I'm livin'
Damn, it's one hard decision
Say goodbye to 9 to 5s, been working 5 to 9, I'm driven
Reminiscent of the times
Writing raps in mathematics, thought I had it all down
Like this one girl on my mattress
Catchin' feelings 'cause my music, and all my music comes from you
But feelings only last a second, I got time for just a few
And she says
"You're always workin' B, and it seems to me you don't want this to work
How do you expect for me to let this be? I'm not one of them skirts"
But that's the thing, it's time to focus on myself
'Cause nothing's ever handed, gotta make that shit yourself
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