♪ Ain't got no riches, ain't got no money that runs long But I got a heart that's strong, and a love that's tall Ain't got no name, ain't got no fancy education But I can see right through A powder face on a painted fool Let me slip through Why you tryna hold me back? I'm just tryna move up front, little more of this, little less of that Let me come through I'm tired of being in the back I'm just tryna move up front, little more of this, little less of that, yeah They tell me I was born to lose But I made a good, good thing out of bad, bad news ♪ I don't worry, don't worry, don't worry about people in my face I hit them with the styling praise And watch their ankles break I know you wish, I know you wish I would fade away But I got more to say Lord, they're crazy Let me slip through Why you tryna hold me back? I'm just tryna move up front, little more of this, little less of that Let me come through I'm tired of being in the back I'm just tryna move up front, little more of this, little less of that, yeah They tell me I was born to lose But I made a good, good thing out of bad, bad news All day, all night All right, all right All day, all night All right, all right All day, all night All right, all right All day, all night All right They tell me I was born to lose But I made a good, good thing out of bad, bad news All day, all night All right, all night All day, all night All right, all night All day, all night All day, all night All day, all night