Basement ft. Drake Lopez Lyrics

Got two undergrad degrees

Still I'm downtown pushing BAC's

My heart's been pumping BP caffeine

Living off that artificial dopamine

I got a dream that's bigger than my damn problems

One day I'll move out of that rock bottom

Webster will have me right next to "awesome"

So I deal with the exhaustion

Yeah my odds are 6 mil' to one

I grind til the job gets done

I'm betting on me with every card that's drawn

'Til my name's in a star on the pavement

Yeah, that house ain't gonna build itself

Right now the morning feels like hell

Gotta fake it til I make it

Take the ground and shake it

'Til I'm out of my mama's basement

My mama's fucking basement

Yeah, I'm lucky to not be loungin' on a corner

Pawn shop Hawkin begging for quarters

Side hustle's driving these Uber eats orders

I do what I gotta and God it's just torture

I'm just a man taking on this blue rock

Hole in wall pays me in shock top

'Til I'm on billboard's number one spot

I still got dues to drop

Yeah my odds are 6 mil' to one

I grind til the job gets done

I'm betting on me with every card that's drawn

'Til my name's in a star on the pavement

Yeah, that house ain't gonna build itself

Right now the morning feels like hell

Gonna fake it til I make it

Take the ground and shake it

'Til I'm out of my mama's basement

My mama's fucking basement

Yeah I've come to terms with what I had to sacrifice

That girl them friends that small town life

Hell, might shed a tear at the finish line

'Cause this roads been a long ass drive

Yeah my odds are 6 mil' to one

I grind til the job gets done

I'm betting on me with every card that's drawn

'Til my names in a star on the pavement

Yeah, that house ain't gonna build itself

Right now the morning feels like hell

Gonna fake it til I make it

Take the ground and shake it

'Til I'm out of my mama's basement

My mama's fucking basement

My mama's fucking basement

My mama's fucking basement

Yeah my odds are 6 mil' to one

I grind 'til the job gets done

I'm betting on me with every card that's drawn

'Til my name's in a star on the pavement

Yeah, that house ain't gonna build itself

Right now the morning feels like hell

Gonna fake it til I make it

Take the ground and shake it

'Til I'm out of my mama's basement

'Til I'm on billboards number one spot

I still got dues to drop