Jump A Border

Lil' brotha from the North Lil' brotha from the North Tryna be the big bro Tryna be the big bro Lil' brotha from the north tryna make it out the cold Jump a border for the bag make sure everybody know Feed the mind and the body don't forget about the soul Don't forget the bus rides once you get the lambo Switch the rain up for the sunsets Let the pain go for the success  Once the fakes go there ain't much left So I build up, from the ground up Get my weight up, lift the town up I'ma carry everything around us I was built for the path that they found us Now I speak truth, turn the sound up They don't know what I am willing to do Allergic to fake, I'm addicted to true Step to the plate and I'm swingin' straight through Walked for some miles, I got rips in my shoes 'Bout to make a stack, then I double back Need another for my brother, that's a double rack  Hop a flight to LA, then I'm comin' back Won't stop till I cross the line like a running back Facts, that's all I talk when I get on the track Hear 'em complainin', all they do is lack Sweat in my sleep like I'm under attack I just need to breathe, I just need to breathe Only one stoppin' me, is another me Own worst enemy if I let it be Whole team runnin' with me call it centipede Ready for the pressure I'ma be the center piece   Lil' brotha from the north tryna make it out the cold Jump a border for the bag make sure everybody know Feed the mind and the body don't forget about the soul Don't forget the bus rides once you get the Lambo Switch the rain up for the sunsets Let the pain go for the success  Once the fakes go there ain't much left So I build up, from the ground up Get my weight up, lift the town up I'ma carry everything around us I was built for the path that they found us Now I speak truth, turn the sound up Lil' big man I got big problems Take a deep breath, watch a kid solve em Seen boys drop the ball but I'm big ballin' Let em all gas you up but you big stallin'  Lil' brotha from the North, tryna be the big bro I'ma get it out the mud let them other kids know You ain't tryna push the limit you should get a grip bro I would wrestle for the paper they should call me big show I need the belt dawg, I need the trophy I need to laugh when they act like they know me Used to hesitate - I swear it felt like they froze me Now I get to the bag like the sunrise just woke me (like it's no sleep) Lil' brotha from the north tryna make it out the cold Jump a border for the bag make sure everybody know Feed the mind and the body don't forget about the soul Don't forget the bus rides once you get the lambo Switch the rain up for the sunsets Let the pain go for the success  Once the fakes go there ain't much left So I build up, from the ground up Get my weight up, lift the town up I'ma carry everything around us I was built for the path that they found us Now I speak truth, turn the sound up Turn the sound up I'ma carry everything around us