Luca Rosso - Mic Drop (Inheritance) Lyrics

[Intro]
Marble floors and practiced smiles
Been watching momma hustle for a while
This ain't just another story to file
This is how we turn our pain into style

[Verse 1]
Growing up watching momma clean their homes
While they sip champagne and talk on phones
She'd smile and nod, but in her eyes I saw
The quiet revolution behind closed doors
Rich folks living large, we living small
But momma taught me how to stand real tall
She'd say "figlio mio, watch and learn
Every cent we make, every corner we turn"

[Chorus]
This is my inheritance, my DNA
Turning struggle into profit every day
Watch me clean up with these bars I spray
Just like momma with her mop, hey
This is my inheritance, no shame
Playing their game but I'm changing the game
Got that working-class hustle in my veins
Making art from pain, making dollars from pain

[Verse 2]
Politicians in their suits, all fake news
While we're scrubbing toilets in our worn-out shoes
They perform for cameras, we perform to eat
They got trust funds, we got streets to sweep
But look at me now, I'm selling tickets
To hear me rap about our life and critics
Call it art, call it hustle, call it what you want
I'm just doing what my momma taught me, front to front

[Bridge]
Every rhyme I write
Is another floor she had to shine
Every beat I make
Is another bill she had to pay
This ain't about pity
This is about getting witty
With survival strategies
Making money off these tragedies

[Verse 3]
Now I'm on stage instead of cleaning homes
But ain't nothing changed, still working to the bone
Just upgraded from a mop to a mic
From scrubbing floors to scrubbing minds at night
So laugh it up, yeah, I'm a f*cking clown
Making bank while the system's going down
But momma's watching proud from the front row
'Cause her boy learned to put on one hell of a show

[Outro]
This is my inheritance
Watch me work it
Just like momma taught me
How to turn pain into profit
*mic drop*