I remember when we used drive that old white car Never had a lot of gas so we couldn't go too far I remember all the friends I made which ones were real and which ones were fake I remember being broke and being bored outta my mind I wrote songs like these just to pass the time Told my mama one day imma make us rich And every single hater out there can suck my dick
We can make it through another night We'll stand up strong and we'll put up fists to fight No we won't run and we won't hide And we'll stay out on the line We won't run and we won't hide Yeah we'll stay out on the line And keep on striving
Ya'll can't break my stride I will keep on striving Ya'll can't break my stride Na na na na na
I remember when mom worked two long shifts Just to keep on the lights and cook dinner for kids I remember dreamin of the city lights Now I look outside and see them every night And I remember chef boyardee And cookin ramen noodles for my brother and me But it's not about the money It's not about the meals I said keep it real Even after the deal, yeah
We can make it through another night We'll stand up strong and we'll put up fists to fight No we won't run and we won't hide Yeah we'll stay out on the line We won't run and we won't hide Yeah we'll stay out on the line And keep on striving
Ya'll can't break my stride I will keep on striving Ya'll can't break my stride Na na na na naTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
