Nothin
Motherfuckers always tryna figure out why I don't care about nothin', yeah
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
(The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
(What this shit all about homie) yeah
Ayy, you wanna know something
I ain't never gave a bitch a dime
I ain't never gave a bitch time
All these rappers mad at me 'cause I ain't signed (I ain't gon' say nothing 'bout that)
And I got more money than they C.E.O.
I judge my bitches by who got the best deep throat
I judge my niggas by who never let their gun show
I came up from across the track where niggas starvin' at
Where niggas cross out they own brother and they heartless at
The some fuck niggas that used to sell my mama crack
I flex on that bitch as I cop them coupes back-to-back
I've been havin' pussies hatin' on me my whole life
That's why I just pulled off with 400 thou' worth of ice
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
(The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch but that bitch is nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
(What this shit all about homie) yeah
Went from trappin' to rappin', they can't believe I made it
I pulled this shit off and didn't sign to a major
Got more money than your whole team, that's why you bitches hatin'
I mean that shit when I say I'm a rich crack baby
Send them boys up in your spot and leave it vacant
South Memphis nigga down in Florida with the Haitians
Don't play with me lil' nigga, you know my occupation
That bitch swear she bad, but she ain't
Only ten percent of my cash in the bank
I'm so focused on the money that I don't blink
They told me don't drink and drive, drive and drink
Ridin' southern they go fast, neck full of bling
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
(The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
(What this shit all about homie?) Yeah
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
(The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
(What this shit all about homie) yeah
Ayy, you wanna know something
I ain't never gave a bitch a dime
I ain't never gave a bitch time
All these rappers mad at me 'cause I ain't signed (I ain't gon' say nothing 'bout that)
And I got more money than they C.E.O.
I judge my bitches by who got the best deep throat
I judge my niggas by who never let their gun show
I came up from across the track where niggas starvin' at
Where niggas cross out they own brother and they heartless at
The some fuck niggas that used to sell my mama crack
I flex on that bitch as I cop them coupes back-to-back
I've been havin' pussies hatin' on me my whole life
That's why I just pulled off with 400 thou' worth of ice
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
(The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch but that bitch is nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
(What this shit all about homie) yeah
Went from trappin' to rappin', they can't believe I made it
I pulled this shit off and didn't sign to a major
Got more money than your whole team, that's why you bitches hatin'
I mean that shit when I say I'm a rich crack baby
Send them boys up in your spot and leave it vacant
South Memphis nigga down in Florida with the Haitians
Don't play with me lil' nigga, you know my occupation
That bitch swear she bad, but she ain't
Only ten percent of my cash in the bank
I'm so focused on the money that I don't blink
They told me don't drink and drive, drive and drink
Ridin' southern they go fast, neck full of bling
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
(The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin'
Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin'
Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin'
(What this shit all about homie?) Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Dotson, Adolph Thornton
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