People act like we're homies then they get popular and leave me

Acquaintances always ask me for money so the thought of fame has never phased me

I come from a good family my parents have good jobs

And when I bring coffee to school everyday I get looked at like a snob

But the funny thing is I have my own job so that latte is coming out of my pay

But they don't see that, they only see a girl who gets everything her way

But these people really got it twisted I'm not some rich *****

When I was 8 mom went to a church to get me some free **** for Christmas

When I was 11 mom and I woke up at 5am to hop on buses

And when I was 9 mom thought about going back to her hometown

Staying home from church because mama had to work on sundays

Sleeping in the living room on July 4th because those shots weren't fireworks there's no way

But they only look at me now

Because mom and dad got it sorted out

All three of us have government jobs and I'm not even old enough to have a prom queen crown

But the thing is I'm never going to forget the struggle

Even if the people that barely know me give me trouble

Living in the ghetto for 11 years is something I'll never forget

So when I do blow up, I'll always tell little kids

To never give up on your dreams no matter what they say

When you plan on going up, up is only one way