Danny Brown - One Day It Could Happen lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown - One Day It Could Happen lyrics]
The oldest of all kids, you can see my ribs
Hunger pains since the days of
Having stains on my bib
Used the same passion to put
The 'caine on the strip
Used the same thirst when I put
The bang in the whip
Whoever thought that I would
Make it with bars?
Used to give fiends? just to borrow the car
I was just a teenager down on my luck
Thought Jordans and a gold chain
Was living it up
Only I'd have left mustard stains on my shirt
Kool-Aid and fuego helped clench my thirst
Used to live day-to day and
Just wait on the first
Then I lost my first daughter
Then I seen my work
Had to take steps back, reconstruct my plan
Started rapping up verses
Stopped rapping up grams
Flew out to NY, fucking with my mans
Now I'm in the Maybach not
The back of the van
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it
One day it'll happen"
Who knew I had what it takes to be
Famous and one day I'd be rapping
My poppa used to ask me "Son
Are you prepared cos one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this day
But who could've believed that one
Day I'd be rapping
Back on public transportation
Waking up in the morning with mason
Momma in the kitchen cooking eggs and bacon
Granny gave her last to
The preacher man praying
For her grandson to make a change
Constant fiends coming copping
With loose change was going down the drain
Until I hopped on the beat
And unleashed my pain
I used to watch wrestling, Hacksaw Jim Duggan
Piledrive beats, Dan Brown been thugging
Whole life been broke, I'ma keep on hustling
Tryna stack up a mill
Cop a crib for my cousin
But, everywhere you go people wanna hate
Saying that they? but they
Plotting on your plate
Taught in the streets
I ain't have to graduate
And nigga, I'ma make it just awaiting my day
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it
One day it'll happen"
Who knew I had what it takes to be
Famous and one day I'd be rapping
My poppa used to ask me "Son
Are you prepared cos one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this day
But who could've believed that one
Day I'd be rapping
People look at my style
Momma look at your child
They throw my jams on now
Watch the crowd go wild
We done came a long way
Form copping on broadway
Letting the arms spray
I'd walk in in broad day
Now we entrepreneurs that's concurring tours
The only thing left now to
Do is sell out stores
But in the hood, I'm platinum
Did good with rapping money is stacking
Done with the slinging and jacking
Now I write and recite what
Goes on in my life
Remember being too scared to
Come home at night cos I would hate to see
You and my father fight
Back then I was a little dude
That rock's skips to school and got ridiculed
Quit the flip and a hit a fool
And I know it's hard
We went through many changes
Tryna raise a son that
Spoke a different language
But had to change my ways
Cos I was living dangerous
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it
One day it'll happen"
Who knew I had what it takes to be
Famous and one day I'd be rapping
My poppa used to ask me "Son
Are you prepared cos one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this day
But who could've believed that one
Day I'd be rapping
Hunger pains since the days of
Having stains on my bib
Used the same passion to put
The 'caine on the strip
Used the same thirst when I put
The bang in the whip
Whoever thought that I would
Make it with bars?
Used to give fiends? just to borrow the car
I was just a teenager down on my luck
Thought Jordans and a gold chain
Was living it up
Only I'd have left mustard stains on my shirt
Kool-Aid and fuego helped clench my thirst
Used to live day-to day and
Just wait on the first
Then I lost my first daughter
Then I seen my work
Had to take steps back, reconstruct my plan
Started rapping up verses
Stopped rapping up grams
Flew out to NY, fucking with my mans
Now I'm in the Maybach not
The back of the van
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it
One day it'll happen"
Who knew I had what it takes to be
Famous and one day I'd be rapping
My poppa used to ask me "Son
Are you prepared cos one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this day
But who could've believed that one
Day I'd be rapping
Back on public transportation
Waking up in the morning with mason
Momma in the kitchen cooking eggs and bacon
Granny gave her last to
The preacher man praying
For her grandson to make a change
Constant fiends coming copping
With loose change was going down the drain
Until I hopped on the beat
And unleashed my pain
I used to watch wrestling, Hacksaw Jim Duggan
Piledrive beats, Dan Brown been thugging
Whole life been broke, I'ma keep on hustling
Tryna stack up a mill
Cop a crib for my cousin
But, everywhere you go people wanna hate
Saying that they? but they
Plotting on your plate
Taught in the streets
I ain't have to graduate
And nigga, I'ma make it just awaiting my day
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it
One day it'll happen"
Who knew I had what it takes to be
Famous and one day I'd be rapping
My poppa used to ask me "Son
Are you prepared cos one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this day
But who could've believed that one
Day I'd be rapping
People look at my style
Momma look at your child
They throw my jams on now
Watch the crowd go wild
We done came a long way
Form copping on broadway
Letting the arms spray
I'd walk in in broad day
Now we entrepreneurs that's concurring tours
The only thing left now to
Do is sell out stores
But in the hood, I'm platinum
Did good with rapping money is stacking
Done with the slinging and jacking
Now I write and recite what
Goes on in my life
Remember being too scared to
Come home at night cos I would hate to see
You and my father fight
Back then I was a little dude
That rock's skips to school and got ridiculed
Quit the flip and a hit a fool
And I know it's hard
We went through many changes
Tryna raise a son that
Spoke a different language
But had to change my ways
Cos I was living dangerous
My momma used to tell me
"Son, you're gonna make it
One day it'll happen"
Who knew I had what it takes to be
Famous and one day I'd be rapping
My poppa used to ask me "Son
Are you prepared cos one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this day
But who could've believed that one
Day I'd be rapping