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Tell the crackers free Mac DeezyMa, look at your son, I'm on TVThey didn't believe meNigga went and got it off the greezyIt's hard, but I make it look easyA crazy achievementI don't really fuck with no rappersAll these niggas hustling backwardsMisguiding the youthBut long as I know the truthThat's another subject for afterAnd I'm riding in the Rover12 keep on trying to pull me overAsking a nigga if I stole itI bought it, I own itI remember walking to schoolCatching the bus early morningLike, Ma, I ain't goingI was in the hallways roamingBut I still got my diploma, I got my diplomaWent to school all twelve yearsJust to get a job selling donuts, man, that's crazyI ain't with the minimum wagingI ain't with the modern day slaveryThe fuck is you saying?Told the crackers, "Fuck you, pay me"Had to tell 'em, "Fuck you, pay me"It's back to the blockWell, I guess it's back to the blockIn the streets running 'round playing hookyAnd I ain't never sold no crackBut I'm so street, I can cook it
And I know it's hard to find a wayBut you're bound to see brighter daysA million dollars can't change me, nigga'Cause hard times made me, niggaA hard grind saved me, niggaI got it off the pavement, niggaI got it off the pavement, my nigga
Young nigga from the bottom of the mapCame up riding with the strapYoung nigga got the hood on his backHe got the whole hood on his back, yeahDidn't think you'd be who you are, my niggaDidn't think you'd take it this far, my niggaYou like the greatest, you like the greatest to meYou like the greatest, you like the greatest to meGive a fuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah
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You like the greatest, you like the greatest to meYou like the greatest, you like the greatest to meYou like the greatest, you like the greatest to meYeah, yeah, yeahFuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeahFor real, okay, spit that shit however you spin it, bro'Cause a nigga built off this shit, bruh, this shit in me, bro, for realUh-uh, ayy free C5, man, grrah
We ain't forget about you, my niggaGrindin', baby
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The song "The Greatest" by Rod Wave is a powerful ode to hard work, struggle, and perseverance in the face of adversity. His lyrics paint a vivid picture of his life growing up in the streets and the challenges he faced trying to make it as a rapper. One of the central themes of the song is the idea that success is hard-won and that those who come from nothing often have to fight twice as hard to be recognized and respected. The opening lines of the song set the tone, with Rod declaring that he had to "run that bitch back" so that others can see where he came from and appreciate the struggles he has overcome.
The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "you like the greatest to me" several times, underscoring the importance of self-belief and the idea that sometimes the only validation that matters is the belief that we have in ourselves. The verses that follow are unflinching in their depiction of the harsh realities of life on the streets, with references to the necessity of carrying a gun for protection, the prevalence of drug dealing and addiction, and the struggle to make ends meet.
Overall, "The Greatest" is a powerful anthem that speaks to the resilience and perseverance of those who come from nothing and are determined to make something of themselves. Rod Wave's lyrics are raw, honest, and deeply personal, reflecting his own experiences growing up in poverty and fighting to make it as a rapper.
Had to run that bitch backI had to replay the song because it speaks to my personal experience
I swear, once they see where a nigga come fromPeople don't really understand the struggles I've been through
All of this shit that you had to go through, bruhThe hardships I faced have made me who I am today
They don't understand (I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb)Most people can't relate to my music and the pain behind it
I have to die before somebody respect meI feel like people won't truly appreciate me until I'm gone
Young nigga from the bottom of the mapI come from the rough streets at the bottom of the geographical map
Came up riding with the strap, iron on his lapI had to carry a gun for protection in my environment
One false move, get whackedOne wrong move could result in injury or death
Got the whole hood on his backI am responsible for representing my community
For my niggas trapped in the trapMy friends who are still caught up in the dangerous lifestyle
Pray to God we all make it backI hope we all survive and make it out of these tough situations
And I know it's wrong that I rapSome may see my music as promoting a negative lifestyle, but it's my reality
But a street nigga firstAbove all, I am still a product of the streets and my environment
Tell the crackers free Mac DeezyA call to free a wrongly-jailed friend
Ma, look at your son, I'm on TVI have achieved a level of success my mother can be proud of
They didn't believe meMany people doubted my potential and talent
I don't really fuck with no rappersI don't trust other musicians who may be fake or inauthentic
All these niggas hustling backwardsOther rappers may be chasing fame and superficial success instead of true growth
But long as I know the truthAs long as I stay true to myself and my experiences, that's all that matters
That's another subject for afterI'll worry about that later, for now I need to focus on my own life
Asking a nigga if I stole itBeing racially profiled and accused of a crime I didn't commit
I remember walking to schoolI had to walk to school because we couldn't afford a car
Catching the bus early morningSometimes I had to take the bus to get to school on time
But I still got my diploma, I got my diplomaI worked hard and earned my high school diploma despite the obstacles
Went to school all twelve yearsI completed my entire secondary education
Just to get a job selling donuts, man, that's crazyAfter all that education, I still had to settle for a low-paying job
I ain't with the minimum wagingI refuse to be stuck in a low-income job with no hope for advancement
I ain't with the modern day slaveryWorking long hours for little pay feels like a form of slavery to me
The fuck is you saying?I don't have time for people who don't understand the struggle
Had to tell 'em, "Fuck you, pay me"I demand respect and compensation for my hard work and talent
Well, I guess it's back to the blockSometimes I feel like my only option is to return to the dangerous streets
In the streets running 'round playing hookyAs a kid, I would skip school to hang out in the streets
And I ain't never sold no crackDespite growing up around drugs, I never participated in that life
But I'm so street, I can cook itMy experiences on the streets have given me a certain knowledge and understanding
And I know it's hard to find a wayLife can be tough and confusing, but there is hope for a better future
But you're bound to see brighter daysThings will get better if you keep working and pushing through obstacles
A million dollars can't change me, niggaMoney won't change my core values and personality
'Cause hard times made me, niggaMy difficult experiences have shaped me into the person I am today
A hard grind saved me, niggaI had to work hard to get where I am today
I got it off the pavement, niggaI built my success from the ground up, starting from nothing
Didn't think you'd be who you are, my niggaI never imagined I would be this successful
Didn't think you'd take it this far, my niggaI didn't expect to achieve the level of success that I have
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to meTo me, you are the best and most talented
Give a fuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeahI don't care about others' opinions, to me you are the greatest
Fuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeahI refuse to let others' opinions bring me down, to me you are the best
For real, okay, spit that shit however you spin it, broKeep making music and expressing yourself, regardless of how others interpret it
'Cause a nigga built off this shit, bruh, this shit in me, bro, for realI am who I am because of my experiences and the tough environment I grew up in
Uh-uh, ayy free C5, man, grrahA call to free someone named C5 who is likely incarcerated
We ain't forget about you, my niggaI have not forgotten about you or your struggle
Grindin', babyKeep working hard and pushing through obstacles
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Written by: Aaron Owuor Tago, Hagan Lange, Kyre Trask, Rod Green
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