Chorus:

I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

[Verse 1: Shaun Boothe]

Now I never got no hand out

Coming up, I had to be outstanding to stand out

I ain't made it yet but I know what I'm doing

I swear to you, soon as I get my foot in I'm a shoe in

I done laid the seeds down

Now you see me popping up

Its WBO that's my people, ain't no stopping us

Glasses up, lemme make a toast

This for everyone that got it rough

Here's to grinding from the bottom up - bottoms up

Success is all timing

I don't mean luck, I mean that you gotta put your time in

Why you think we grinding?

Why you think I put out fire like a red truck?

Get outta my lane whenever you hear the siren

The bottom know I got 'em

But the top is where I'm headed

I came up with nothing but that made me go get it

And when I wasn't shit they never gave me no credit

Now I'm hot and they can suck my radio edit

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[Verse 2: Shaun Boothe]

But I never was a slacker

Always had a plan, never had a back up

You know how I get down

Knock me down and I get back up

Me against the motherfuckin' world - that's the match up

Everybody next, just look at the line

One man long and about a million niggas wide

So I butt in like Joe - sometimes I disgust me

Fuck it though

'I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me'

Yeah, but love is overrated though

If we're being honest I would much rather fellatio

But I ain't one of those one dimensional rappers on your tv

Take these 3D glasses - you gonna need these to see me

Now take a look at my face

Tell me can you read it?

And when I say I'm destined to be great

Do you believe it?

They say a man's car is an extention of his penis

So all I wanna know is where my limousine is

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