
Inheritance
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- conscious hip hop
- jazz rap
- boom bap
- soul rap
- east coast hip hop
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah…
This for the kids sittin’ in the back of the classroom dreamin’ bigger than the room…
Uh…
Verse 1
I used to write raps on the side of my notes,
Teacher talkin’, I’m just tryin’ not to lose hope,
Mama worked late, lights off by the staircase,
Still somehow we found joy in the bare basics.
Now the checks clear, but the pressure grew too,
Everybody want a piece when the view look beautiful,
Funny how success make the phone ring constant,
Hard to tell love from opportunists.
I still ride through the city low-key,
Windows cracked hearin’ old beats,
Thinkin’ ‘bout the version of me at eighteen,
Wouldn’t believe the places that these words reached.
But fame don’t heal what the struggle bruised,
Money just decorate the wounds,
That’s why I talk plain in the booth,
‘Cause somebody out there need the truth.
Hook
Yeah—
We came from the floorboards,
Now it’s penthouse views and awards,
Still carry the hunger through the long nights,
That’s the difference between stars and the porch lights.
Built somethin’ they can’t take away,
Turned pain into generational pay,
If you came from the bottom, put your hands high—
This bigger than rap, this inheritance.
Verse 2 - Switch to Jay Z
Uh—
I sold CDs out the trunk in the cold weather,
Now business meetings happen over gold silverware,
Still keep the same hunger from the hallway benches,
That survival instinct never really exit.
Young Hov had dreams bigger than Marcy,
Now billion-dollar talks over calamari,
But let me tell you what success don’t mention—
The higher you go, the smaller trust get.
Everybody cheer for the champagne moments,
Nobody there when the doubts start floatin’,
That’s why ownership became the mission,
Fuck bein’ hot—teach your people position.
Cole remind me of that hunger before the polish,
Before the fame distort what your core is,
That’s why the real always move different,
Less talk, more legacy built with it.
Bridge
We still got scars from the old days…
Just learned how to cover ‘em better…
Money can’t erase where you came from…
But it can change where your kids start.
Outro: Both
This bigger than us now…
Yeah…
Every kid with a dream and a bus route…
Turn that pain into property.
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