Trophies

[Produced by 40] [P-Stunna] [Intro] "Glory be to the Father and to the Maker of Iration, as it were in the Iginning, is now an shall be foriva, world without end, SELAH." Rastafari Set fiah pon de herb! Bitch my name is Pro Vision haha [Verse One] I skipped right over the demo Penned like 20 tapes playin with this rap shit like Nintendo Dreams of being heard from the O to Sacramento This was all before I even knew bout endo Let's blaze this motherfucker I'm a east side 407 nigga from the south Disrespect O-Town, you should watch your fucking mouth My real name ain't my rap shit Honestly too many Johns up in this bitch Why you think all my niggas call me Stunna It ain't no hood shit, dude I ain't no fucking gunna But I'm from the gutta And nigga that's just one a My setbacks in life But I guess that's alright Cause if I grew up in the burbs I woulda never rhymed words Don't wish poverty on no one, do not get it twisted But struggle builds character rich niggas miss it I said struggle builds character that rich niggas missin [Hook] What's the move? Can I tell the truth? If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove Nah, this for me though I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people And they don't have no award for that Trophies, trophies And they don't have no award for that Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open I just do it cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga [Verse Two] COMING SOON [Hook]