[Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
That money stack tall but only partially my focus
So compassionate, struggle hard for me to cope with
Do a lot for others, not for credit or to soak in
But to have an impact on direction that they go in
Grounded by the roots, hooked to the soil
Recognize the rumble that we're in, yeah it's royal
Crabs in the barrel, wrapped up in foil
Kids grow up scars that are rubbed now with oil
And life done changed a bit but I can't grow apart
For those in my position that don't feel me, grow a heart
I grew up round love but we had a slower start
Hooping on the tree and fighting at the park
Luckily we had guidance, we was more blessed than others
We was the deepest family, nobody had more cousins
The street lights would flicker everybody running no huddle
Cause if you didn't make it everybody got in trouble
[Hook: Dame D.O.L.LA.]
I won't let that money define me
I let my struggles refine me
I know my angels behind me
Young, rich, and in the sticks tryna find peace
I ain't get high and I ain't sell dope
People ask "why?" I did it for my folks
Wanna slice the pie then you gotta have hope
Take the plan serious or watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
That money stack tall but only partially my focus
So compassionate, struggle hard for me to cope with
Do a lot for others, not for credit or to soak in
But to have an impact on direction that they go in
Grounded by the roots, hooked to the soil
Recognize the rumble that we're in, yeah it's royal
Crabs in the barrel, wrapped up in foil
Kids grow up scars that are rubbed now with oil
And life done changed a bit but I can't grow apart
For those in my position that don't feel me, grow a heart
I grew up round love but we had a slower start
Hooping on the tree and fighting at the park
Luckily we had guidance, we was more blessed than others
We was the deepest family, nobody had more cousins
The street lights would flicker everybody running no huddle
Cause if you didn't make it everybody got in trouble
[Hook: Dame D.O.L.LA.]
I won't let that money define me
I let my struggles refine me
I know my angels behind me
Young, rich, and in the sticks tryna find peace
I ain't get high and I ain't sell dope
People ask "why?" I did it for my folks
Wanna slice the pie then you gotta have hope
Take the plan serious or watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
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