Progress

[Intro]
UhmmmHmm
Ugh!

[Verse 1]
I come from humble beginnings, my mom is my hero
Flew with a visa and a bill that had a two and a zero
Born in Florida on December; Sagittarius no Leo
In a single apartment, there lived me and my people
Gabby, Georgeth, and Ivy; My family, My trio
Too poor for heat, so we burned the stove top’s diesel
Next to the fire is where I sat, and drank my cereal
Mom’s actions were needed, but in hindsight illegal

[Hook]
Greatness in my blood
From the third world to the first
I’m doomed to succeed
And progress is my curse

Greatness in my blood
From the third world to the first
I’m doomed to succeed
And progress is my curse

[Verse 2]
Classified as an under-represented minority
You don't know what I have been through
Stabbed in the arm when I was 15
A common event in the ghetto
Stay away from the windows
Or get shot with hot metal
Late one night in 4th grade
Watched my neighbor get jumped in (Get that nigga)
Claimed school was a waste
Now blood he is repping
Public school grounded me
With academic and street lessons
Graduated from Queens
So I changed up my setting
Aviation High School
I am an Aircraft Technician
I trapped out with fruit snacks
I was toooo young for the kitchen
BJs reseller, Entrepreneurial dreams
Entrepreneurial dreams were no longer hidden (Hey)
All immigrant school
Mostly niggas and spics
Too nerdy for the mamis
I could take no ese’s chick
So I kept my nose in the books
And won a scholarship
Study abroad in Panama
Yes, it was lit!
Mami’s all want to hear my story
And how I nearly smoked a splif
Air force JROTC (NY-932nd Sir!)
Taught me discipline
I make it look easy
But it’s all repetition

[Bridge]
I blew up the SAT; Landed in the Ivy; B+ grades like my blood check the IV; Blessed for the mentors who guide me; New York Nigga, Fitted and Nike; Fresher than you, even on ID; Started from the bottom, just add the 10 back to 90

[Hook]
Greatness in my blood
From the third world to the first
I’m doomed to succeed
And progress is my curse

Greatness in my blood
From the third world to the first
I’m doomed to succeed
And progress is my curse

[Verse 3]
On campus I grind less
But that’s because I grind smarter
I’d rather whip across Ho Plaza
In a jet black Dodge Charger (Skrrt!)
Half the lectures are a waste
If we talk opportunity cost of time
I’d rather focus on the textbooks
My family, or my rhymes

[Bridge 2]
I draw strength, from the motherland
So on me, you can never look down
Hardest Ivy to graduate from? (*Sucks teeth*)
Come May
Watch me decked in my cap and gown

[Outro]
As I walk through that ivy door!
…walk through that ivy door!
…walk through that ivy door!
…walk through that ivy door…