Nothing to Something

Uh, a dollar and a dream

Get it by any means

Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team

Hard work, it was once a dream

Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream

From nothing to something

Nothing to something

Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny

Nothing to something

From nothing to something

How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it

From nothing to something (yea)

To frequently stuntin' (yea)

Used to diss me now them bitches be easily fuckin'

No use for the bucket, I'm whippin' a Phantom

Still I know who get it cheap out of Little Havana

Keep it caution niggas, know who be talkin' bananas

Watch you block up, give a fuck if you holdin' umbrellas

Watch the niggas you around cause motherfuckin' jealous

Pillow talkin' with them bitches could be repercussions

No pity for weak, we playin' for keeps

Put feet on the Jeep and ride with that piece on the seat

No sleep when it's beef here, don't trust the whole from the streets

Niggas set you up and act like they one of your peeps

I got it from nothing, to money your bundles

Don't give a fuck if niggas owe me a couple of hundred

I need that, I'm talkin' asap

Got this shit off the muscle, I'm talkin' way back

Little Frangle you niggas, bitches you hatin' ass

Only reason I come through stuntin' with paper tags

Yellow diamonds be shining, know how to pay back

You niggas boring, I whipped the foreign, it's 8 spac

A dollar and a dream

Get it by any means

Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team

Hard work, it was once a dream

Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream

From nothing to something

Nothing to something

Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny

Nothing to something

From nothing to something

How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it

Chasing that money still to church on the Sunday

Hustling foreigns, upgrade you swagger from bummy

Still got that pistol tucked by the waist and the tummy

Fucking these bitches, still they can't get nothing from me

Rolling on 4G idles and move to the paper

Let the wrist, ain't got the window to fuck up a hater

Let's get 'em pissed, look at my latest bitch

You will think Beyonce ride with me at the wheel

Bitch we the business, couple million

Swimmin' in fuck what you think or you feelin'

Hustle hard, so potent with balls

Still whippin' them cars, don't know what's in the garage

I'm rich yay, crib got a few in the made

She cook what I crave, wake up to water and waves

It's boos livin', pimpin', you in it or not

Whole team balling, bitches you fuckin' or not?

Rollie on me, got more cracks than a crack-head

26's on the chicas in Bali

I got what I needed, consistently dreamin'

Lookin' at hustler dog if you never seen it

A dollar and a dream

Get it by any means

Started with a couple niggas, loyal to a team

Hard work, it was once a dream

Won it all my nigga, I'm all about the cream

From nothing to something

Nothing to something

Broke as a joke, the niggas would think it was funny

Nothing to something

From nothing to something

How we the niggas on the boulevard who run it