Lyrics

been low low low
and now I'm rising back up
been low been low and now rising back up
up up we go and we ain't stopping at all
through the dust and debris
we emerging as champions you'll see

been low low low
and now I'm rising back up

as we walk in the shadows of our past
the sun shines and we grow like grass
the storm we thought would never end
has surpassed
we have stood strong made a way with a blast
any obstacle placed in front of us we have smashed
when all hope seemed obsolete we didn't run we faced it and clashed
work till our back and feet hurt stacking up cash
focused on achieving success to not live like trash
been counted out they thought we wouldn't outlast
jokes on them as we rise up and do it with class
when I was low the weak minds attempted to bash
they know now that I'm a force and the hate fueled me like gas
we rise up to stay up all the haters have been outclassed
marching through the trenches with the head up at last
home is where the heart is and I'm home with the last laugh
as an artist conquering hardship and expressing with this craft
can't tell me nothing hater move over as I pass

been low low low
and now I'm rising back up
been low been low and now rising back up
up up we go and we ain't stopping at all
through the dust and debris
we emerging as champions you'll see

at my lowest was still the strongest
hope seemed lost in transition
full of bottles of booze and anguish
self doubt and worried about my image
what he say and she say had me tripping
had to revaluate exactly what I was doing
was a blink away from becoming a full ruin
shook it off and kept grinding and pushing
everyday rising up knowing I can do this
hearing fake friends saying he ain't gonna do shit
look at me now never gave up n made it though it
walk a mile in my shoes I know y'all wouldn't bear it
bunch of posers with a weak spirit
kicked me while I was down now I say fuck you thru the music
championship style imma keep pushing till it's finished
hunting dreams reaching goals till I diminish
got my second wind and my palms are itching
this pen and guitar are for my soul to replenish
was just about dead but that grave I stopped digging
thanking God everyday for helping me win this