[Intro]
From the streets to the suites, yeah
Still got that hunger in my eyes
[Verse 1]
Mama skipped her dinner plate again
While I watched from the kitchen end
Villa Fontana nights, staying up late
Learning how to calculate, manipulate
Used to steal CDs from the store
Now they begging for my tour
Same survival mode, different floor
Elite parties, but I'm still poor at heart
[Chorus]
From the bottom to the top (yeah)
Never let this hustle stop (never)
Fake smiles at your fancy spot (fake)
While my past still burning hot
They don't know where I come from (nah)
But they love what I've become (yeah)
Playing chess while they play checkers
Blood and sweat mixed with designer letters
[Verse 2]
Elena's party, champagne flowing
But my mind's still in the streets, knowing
One phone call could change it all
Like that warehouse where shots fall
Code-switching got me dizzy
Moving different, getting busy
From the trap to the penthouse view
Same hunger, different moves, ooh
[Bridge]
Mama Rosa taught me well
Every struggle's got a story to sell
Now I'm eating, but I ain't forgot
Those empty plates when times were hot
[Chorus]
From the bottom to the top (yeah)
Never let this hustle stop (never)
Fake smiles at your fancy spot (fake)
While my past still burning hot
They don't know where I come from (nah)
But they love what I've become (yeah)
Playing chess while they play checkers
Blood and sweat mixed with designer letters
[Outro]
Still that kid from Villa Fontana
But now I'm eating caviar, mama
Same hunger, different plate
Survival never goes to waste