3ft Tall - Drew Hopper

When you’re alone, life can be a little rough

It makes you feel like you’re three foot tall

When it’s just you, well, times can be tough

When there’s no one there to catch your fall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Like you’re three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

When there’s no one to-

Stressed out, waking up and it’s time to get it

In a room full of haters ain’t got time for jealousy

I’m too focused on the music, the money and where I’m headed

If they rain on my parade I’m a get an umbrella, haha

Fuck all the damn opinions, never really been a one to listen

Ain’t no-one else in the world saw my visions till I went the distance and

stayed driven

Gotta go for it, do or die

Can’t slow down, I feel too alive

I’m a chase my dream, fuck the suit and tie

If you walked in my shoes you would lose your mind

Got the blood of a champion in my veins

I ain’t following nobody, I’m in my own lane

Live a day in my life, come and feel my pain

I’m ballin out like Lebron and Dwayne

In overtime, all my life, time to turn it up into overdrive

Gotta live your life with an open mind

Blood, sweat, tears got me so alive

Pull up with a bad one, and I’ll pass her

Jury’s out with a ass got a fat one

Used to never get money or hoes back then

Now I get both, but never really get a chance to

Wake the fuckers and the money, turn a vision to it

Embrace the struggle, and you’re gonna get through it

Never give up boy, you gotta keep moving

Don’t worry about me or what I’m doing

If anyone listening got a dream, better go for it

If you think about giving up better hold on

I been on my grind, hustlin' for so long

Po' up, goodbye, so I roll one

When you’re alone, life can be a little rough

It makes you feel like you’re three foot tall

When it’s just you, well, times can be tough

When there’s no one there to catch your fall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Like you’re three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Waking up with the same routine

Hoping and prayin' for sunshine

If plan A don’t work out, there’s A through Z

Looking at rappers it’s lunch time

Sick of the drugs and the groupies

Hustlin' homeboy it’s crunch time

Praying to god he don’t lose me

Shout out to my family one time

Putting my thoughts on a loose sleeve

I’m the Bruce Lee of this rap shit

Sometimes this life will get only colder

So go make sure that you bring a jacket

Putting my heart and my soul in this music

I came way too far to turn back, bitch

People all told me that I wouldn’t make it

Now they the ones saying «congrats kid»

Used to keep money that I made from hustlin'

Right there up under my mattress

Now I ain’t tripping or worry about slippin'

I got an accountant for that shit

Stood on my own two feet nothing was handed to me

Everyday I would practice

Struggling everyday trying to find myself in this world

That’s filled with madness

Stressed out, working hard

Going through some shit, put my trust in god

Everybody telling me I should stop

Put my middle fingers up, screamin' fuck 'em all

Every single day of my life I’m putting up a fight

Trying to figure my rights from wrong

Hella shit on my mind, no time for the bullshit

Boy I gotta' work hard

When you’re alone, life can be a little rough

It makes you feel like you’re three foot tall

When it’s just you, well, times can be tough

When there’s no one there to catch your fall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Like you’re three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Three foot tall

Aye, aye, aye, aye

When you’re alone, life can be a little rough

It makes you feel like you’re three foot tall

When it’s just you, well, times can be tough