Made It from Nothing (feat. Teyana Taylor and Rick Ross) (Explicit)
Meek Mill"Made It from Nothing (feat. Teyana Taylor and Rick Ross) (Explicit)" é uma música de Meek Mill, 2017, Pop. A música tem 4:03 de duração, 79 lines / 615 words.
Letra
0:00Made It From Nothing - Meek Mill/Teyana Taylor/Rick Ross
0:22I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this
0:25They know I took my time with the sh*t
0:28Diamonds on my neck I blind them with the wrist
0:30Hey it feels good when you make it from nothing
0:34I grind like this
0:36So I can shine like this
0:39Them diamonds on my wrist
0:42It feels good when you make it from nothing
0:44Uh North Philly in my bloodstream ni**a
0:48South Philly from my dad genes ni**a
0:51I can wear my dad jeans
0:52Bought my mom and sister a new crib when that cash came ni**a
0:56Put some respect up on my last name
0:58No better feelin' than seeing my cousin serve his last fiend
1:00No better feelin' seein' lil' Papi talkin' French to me
1:03All this money these pussies will never get to me
1:06Why you think you never hear 'bout what they did to me
1:09Hunnid bands quarter milli talking big money
1:11I'm what you did and nobody stopping sh*t homie
1:14'Cause honestly we give a f**k 'bout your big homie
1:17F**k it posted in the Jungle with a ladder
1:19A ladder
1:20How can they compare me to a rapper
1:23Did it for attention 'cause he had to
1:25Niggas broke their opinions never mattered
1:28F**k 'em
1:28Damn it feels good from way up here
1:32Damn it feels good baby
1:33Yeah from way up here
1:39I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this
1:42They know I took my time with the sh*t
1:45Diamonds on my neck I'm blogging with the wrist
1:47Hey it feels good when you make it from nothin'
1:51I grind like this
1:53So I can shine like this
1:56Them diamonds on my wrist
1:59It feels good when you make it from nothin'
2:01I always need a prayer before we do the toast
2:04My circle competitive let's see who move the most
2:07I gave my niggas game before they do the roast
2:09Now let's talk about numbers I really do 'em both
2:12I still got two real uncles who still be doing d**e
2:15One of them used to run wit' a freaky stokes
2:17So many new faces sometimes I do get ghosts
2:20Still one call away from ones who really knew me most
2:23Stand in my lane out of the uzi smoke
2:26You only beating cases based on who you know
2:29Public defender gave him a funeral
2:31Juvenile sent to Rikers he never knew the rules
2:34Cession religions he don't know who to choose
2:37Let's bow our head over these Ramen noodles
2:40God is the greatest and I pray for peace
2:42Still rolling up that leaf Mr. Drew Ali I salute you
2:45Damn it feels good from way up here
2:49Damn it feels good baby
2:50Yeah from way up here
2:55I just want the money baby yeah
3:00Hey what they want from me baby
3:06And we still want it
3:08Money is coming we still run dough
3:11Niggas' pile run up but we never lay low
3:14Niggas kept it real so we never lay low
3:16Never lay low
3:18Running through the money going way up
3:20Money on the wheels go way up
3:23The doors on the coupe go way up
3:26It's so easy to hate us
3:29Niggas in the club spilling Aces of Spades
3:31Popping on the bub' and they love a check
3:34Niggas going somewhere I'mma make it
3:37If you ain't got my money I'mma take that
3:40They probably thought a ni**a wouldn't shine like this
3:43Got deals so I signed like this
3:46Diamonds on my neck I blind them with the wrist
3:49Hey yeah
3:52I'mma change my mind on you
3:57You know how we do
4:03I'm eating lobster on a plate now
Made It From Nothing - Meek Mill/Teyana Taylor/Rick Ross 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
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