收聽Meek Mill的Made It from Nothing (feat. Teyana Taylor and Rick Ross) (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Made It from Nothing (feat. Teyana Taylor and Rick Ross) (Explicit)

Meek Mill, Teyana Taylor, Rick Ross2017年7月21日

Made It from Nothing (feat. Teyana Taylor and Rick Ross) (Explicit) 歌詞

Made It From Nothing (Explicit) - Meek Mill/Teyana Taylor/Rick Ross

Written by:Robert Willams/Nicholas Warwar/Tarik Azzouz/Adela Hassan/Atia Boggs

I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this

They know I took my time with the sh*t

Diamonds on my neck I blind them with the wrist

Hey it feels good when you make it from nothing

I grind like this

 

So I can shine like this

 

Them diamonds on my wrist

 

It feels good when you make it from nothing

Uh North Philly in my bloodstream ni**a

South Philly from my dad genes ni**a

 

I can wear my dad jeans

Bought my mom and sister a new crib when that cash came ni**a

Put some respect up on my last name

No better feelin' than seeing my cousin serve his last fiend

No better feelin' seein' lil' Papi talkin' French to me

All this money these pussies will never get to me

Why you think you never hear 'bout what they did to me

Hunnid bands quarter milli talking big money

I'm what you did and nobody stopping sh*t homie

'Cause honestly we give a f**k 'bout your big homie

 

F**k it posted in the Jungle with a ladder

A ladder

How can they compare me to a rapper

 

Did it for attention 'cause he had to

 

Niggas broke their opinions never mattered

F**k 'em

Damn it feels good from way up here

Damn it feels good baby

Yeah from way up here

 

I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this

They know I took my time with the sh*t

Diamonds on my neck I'm blogging with the wrist

Hey it feels good when you make it from nothin'

I grind like this

 

So I can shine like this

 

Them diamonds on my wrist

 

It feels good when you make it from nothin'

I always need a prayer before we do the toast

 

My circle competitive let's see who move the most

 

I gave my niggas game before they do the roast

Now let's talk about numbers I really do 'em both

I still got two real uncles who still be doing d**e

One of them used to run wit' a freaky stokes

So many new faces sometimes I do get ghosts

Still one call away from ones who really knew me most

Stand in my lane out of the uzi smoke

 

You only beating cases based on who you know

Public defender gave him a funeral

 

Juvenile sent to Rikers he never knew the rules

Cession religions he don't know who to choose

 

Let's bow our head over these Ramen noodles

 

God is the greatest and I pray for peace

 

Still rolling up that leaf Mr. Drew Ali I salute you

Damn it feels good from way up here

Damn it feels good baby

Yeah from way up here

 

I just want the money baby yeah

 

Hey what they want from me baby

 

And we still want it

Money is coming we still run dough

Niggas' pile run up but we never lay low

 

Niggas kept it real so we never lay low

Never lay low

 

Running through the money going way up

Money on the wheels go way up

The doors on the coupe go way up

It's so easy to hate us

Niggas in the club spilling Aces of Spades

Popping on the bub' and they love a check

Niggas going somewhere I'mma make it

If you ain't got my money I'mma take that

 

They probably thought a ni**a wouldn't shine like this

Got deals so I signed like this

Diamonds on my neck I blind them with the wrist

Hey yeah

 

I'mma change my mind on you

You know how we do

 

 

I'm eating lobster on a plate now