Hood Scholar

Hood Scholar Triumph: From Ground to Glory
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Lyrics

Yeah, Millz

Introduction and acknowledgment of the artist Mardee Millz.

Know how we coming, yeah

Expressing confidence and awareness of their approach.

Aye, started this shit from the ground

Stating the origin of their journey, emphasizing a humble start.

Hood Scholar, yeah

Describing themselves as a knowledgeable and street-smart individual.

Aye, Millz

Reiteration of the artist's name for emphasis.

Started this shit from the ground, I said I was never gon' fail

Affirming determination and success in their endeavors.

Look at me now. Checks sent through the mail, paper on me like Yale

Highlighting current achievements, particularly financial success.

Moving em pounds, feds on my tail. Removing the tele to cover my trail

Engaging in illegal activities (drug trade) and evading law enforcement.

Bro outta town, whipping em bricks of the pale. I told him we boutta prevail (Yeah Millz)

Supporting a friend in similar illegal activities, expressing confidence in success.

Started this shit from the ground, I said I was never gon' fail

Repetition of lines 6-9 for emphasis on resilience and success.

Look at me now. Checks sent through the mail, paper on me like Yale

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Moving em pounds, feds on my tail. Removing the tele to cover my trail

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Bro outta town, whipping em bricks of the pale. I told him we boutta prevail (Yeah Millz)

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Get it by any means, I was 17 with a head of a genius

Expressing early intelligence and strategic thinking.

Thought about 20 ways to be rich, already planning the sequence

Planning various ways to become wealthy at a young age.

Ahead of my class, scheming. Teaching myself how to stack and leave it

Being ahead of peers, self-educating, and learning financial management.

If you ain't bout racks, beat it. Been in my bag, no chat or greetings

Emphasizing the focus on money and success, dismissing those without similar goals.

I'm not on the gram, I'm chopping the grams. Want a hunnid grand stuffed in my pants

Engaging in illegal activities, specifically drug dealing.

Niggas watch from the stands. Run it up, can't give a fuck about a chant

Disregarding onlookers, prioritizing financial gains over public opinion.

Supply and demand, flip it. All of the ones in the field gon' understand

Understanding economic principles of supply and demand in their illicit trade.

Stretching meals, now it's rubberbands. Hands on the wheel like Wonderland

Successfully handling large amounts of money, alluding to Wonderland's surreal nature.

So many late night rides (Millz) late night drives

Recounting late-night activities, emphasizing focus on financial gains.

Hang tight til my pay times five. Never gon' break my stride

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Swerving em highway lanes, look forward not sideways

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Turn 4k into 9k in a day, that's my type of timeframe

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I gotta be young and rich. Cop me a crib, get out of the bricks

Desiring youth, wealth, and a move away from a challenging environment.

Want more than 7 figures in the bank. Need like 6 figures on my wrist

Setting ambitious financial goals for bank balance and personal accessories.

I got a lot on my list, checks up til everything checked off

List of priorities, with an emphasis on completing tasks and achieving success.

Next up, ready to win. I'm the nigga who I'm putting my bets on

Confidently predicting personal success and progress.

Started this shit from the ground, I said I was never gon' fail

Repetition of lines 6-9 for continued emphasis on resilience and success.

Look at me now. Checks sent through the mail, paper on me like Yale

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Moving em pounds, feds on my tail. Removing the tele to cover my trail

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Bro outta town, whipping em bricks of the pale. I told him we boutta prevail (Yeah Millz)

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Started this shit from the ground, I said I was never gon' fail

Repetition of lines 6-9 for sustained emphasis on resilience and success.

Look at me now. Checks sent through the mail, paper on me like Yale

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Moving em pounds, feds on my tail. Removing the tele to cover my trail

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Bro outta town, whipping em bricks of the pale. I told him we boutta prevail (Yeah Millz)

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Yeah, know how we coming

Reiteration of confidence and awareness of their approach.

Millz

Final acknowledgment of the artist Mardee Millz.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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