Ten Thousand Hrs

New face I feel goated Chi-town, I blame Jordan Wore my cousin shoes, they was under size But they made me feel important Had the MBOX with the laptop with the broke screen Got the new mic with the pop filter, make the vocals clean Playin' Kanye in the bathroom, gave a dropout a dream Studio in the pantry, momma like, "Hand me the peas" Ford City, no money down, bitch, how much is these? Could have been a landlord on the Southside with the hammers and keys But I was inside with the headphones just hammerin' keys I can see the vision with my eyes closed, I was feelin' like Steve Empty fridge with a appetite, it get hard to believe Been a long way to the fuckin' top, let a nigga breathe Just ten thousand hours That's four hundred and sixteen days Fifty-nine weeks, thirteen months, one year That's what it take to change your life You can do it, come on Okay, sign my first deal, industry connections Got that shit on, please don't diamond test the necklace Gotta make 'em feel your presence Wrote like ten songs a session That's like fifty songs a week Don't pull up, just send me beats Okay, balloon pop, advance gone BofA overdrawn Went and got a gig, Red Lobster Nine-to-five with a record deal Almost made it, nigga, how that feel? They ain't know I was workin' still They ain't know I was workin' still They ain't know I was working still Now the car is exotic and diamonds is real Pool in the house, I'm Uncle Phil Stomach to back, to touchin' a mil' Owe me the poker, I'm shufflin' deals Came out the mud, I know God is real