From Scratch (feat. Hardbody Yungn & Murkemz)

I'ma make a million from scratch
Got it out the hood put it back
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I put all my ops in a pack
I'ma make a million from scratch
This ain't what you want send it back
DJ put my life on a track
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I'm a make a million From Scratch

I'm just trying to make a meal off a batch
Tre five in a back you should match
Still fuck with the trap I'm attached
Shorty fucking with me because she ratchet
She don't want a body she just wanna hold the ratchet
Told her about a lick and she said let's make it happen
I'm from with the Ds and the feds have you trapped in
Made it out the Hood I bet they'll help you make it back
See my dog selling dog food, that nigga hungry
Step into my kitchen I can whip you up something
Fresh off the oven
This the recipe when you gotta make it from nothing, Ty

I'ma make a million from scratch
Got it out the hood put it back
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I put all my ops in a pack
I'm a make a million from scratch
This ain't what you want send it back
DJ put my life on a track
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I'm a make a million From Scratch

I told Reek, once we make that meal
We gon' run it back
I told Murk, if they playing with the gang
They getting whacked
Turn a lame to a stain
We gon' drop him where he at
That pussy said he wanted smoke
So we turned him to a pack
When I wear my watch and chain
I got on 100 racks
If it don't come with the brain
told her take that pussy back
I got 50 in this Glizzy
I got 30 in this Mac
I've been dropping shit all game
You better go and check the stats
Damn I fuck that bitch too good
Now she trying to get a attached
Seen them hating on the gram
They just want me to react
But these boys ain't on my level
Streets know that's a fact
Homie mad we took his bitch
I heard he really want her back

I'ma make a million from scratch
Got it out the hood put it back
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I put all my ops in a pack
I'm a make a million from scratch
This ain't what you want send it back
DJ put my life on a track
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I'm a make a million From Scratch

Kill Tek on my lap
Dead ops in my pack
But them lame niggas be hating on me
I'm winning that's a fact
I was OT with a fake ID and a big drum in my scat
Little bitch won't get a penny off me
So bury me with my racks
I need all the pack
For we put them killas on your back
Oh you thought it's whack
Bitch I wrote the recipe from scratch
Take them off the map
Who these little niggas with the chat
I done brought us back
This is the type of thanks I get for that
Shit sad, getting bad
But the money good
I done came up from the hood
Bitch I am a one of 1
New tires gripping the terrain and the trunks the hood
Plug City finna run the game, get it understood

I'ma make a million from scratch
Got it out the hood put it back
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I put all my ops in a pack
I'm a make a million from scratch
This ain't what you want send it back
DJ put my life on a track
Once I'm OT I'ma tax
I'm a make a million From Scratch