X Factor Lyrics

Just a youngin in the street life

Didn't graduate cause he posted by the street lite

Tryna flip pack at 13 he was hungry

Clothes on bummy

An mama didn't make enough so youngin needed money

Bills overdue he felt he had to make a play

He barely even knew his father cause he died when he was 8

Youngin falling to the streets

He would rob and then repeat

But he had enough of robbing met the plug for selling tree

New Plug like a uncle said we'll meet in a few

He dropped the addy too his phone and told him meet em at two

Youngin wishing time rush because he know what to do

Youngin at the spot early tryna pick up the view

When unc pulled up tinted all you seen was the ice

He told em hop inside the car had youngn digging the life

Gave him like eight pies a handgun and some news

Said all he need is two grand he sending more in a few

If unc taught em one thang it's you don't shit where you sleep

Had youngin tryna think smart wit how he move in the street

He was wondering why unc told him meet in the gym

His duffle bag half full wit bricks the size of the rim

It only took a Couple days cause youngin know how to work

Coming up with all the feins knew all they had was the dirt

Unc preaching him the politics of working the street

Boss up and fear no man that bleed like me

An know that anything is possible if ya dream is something logical

An a hater gonna hate anyway

So fuck a obstacle cause even in the darkness we get strong in the light

So focus in on what's important that's an everyday fight

Circumstances make a man outta boy

So where ya heart at

My shit on my sleeve the same spot I got the scars at

Circumstances make a man outta boy

So where ya heart at

My shit on my sleeve the same spot I got the scars at

Circumstances make a man outta boy

So where ya heart at

My shit on my sleeve the same spot I got the scars at

Circumstances make a man outta boy

So where ya heart at

My shit on my sleeve the same spot I got the scars at