[Intro]
RIP all my niggas
I ain't had shit
No, I ain't had shit
Yeah, I came from nothin'
[Hook]
I remember back when I ain't had shit
Now sometimes I forget when I buy shit
Young nigga yeah I came from nothin'
This the reason why I wake up stuntin'
This shit for my grandma, this shit for my mother
This here for my sister, this for all my brothers
My No Limit brothers
All we know is hustle, we come from the struggle
[Verse 1]
Young nigga all I knew was hustle stack and make that double
Ditchin' school, right to the corner, couldn’t stay outta of trouble
Wit my niggas, totin' hammers we ain't need no muscles
Make sacrifices for our brothers cuz we love each other
Got Glocks, we lookin' for the opps, watch out for under covers
If he get snatched up for that brother, bet he won't say nothin'
Cuz I got niggas in the county, in the feds now
Answer the phone, make sure I send them hunnids every time
And ain't no nigga gone make sure my momma fed now
So you can't get shit for free bitch I need every dime
Picture me, black Rari, Forgiato rare tires
Member when we ain't have no car used to take the red line
G Herbo countin' all these bands now
1800 hunnid for my pants now
I was in the stu up all night just like a vampire
Think I forgot about my struggle? You a damn liar
RIP all my niggas
I ain't had shit
No, I ain't had shit
Yeah, I came from nothin'
[Hook]
I remember back when I ain't had shit
Now sometimes I forget when I buy shit
Young nigga yeah I came from nothin'
This the reason why I wake up stuntin'
This shit for my grandma, this shit for my mother
This here for my sister, this for all my brothers
My No Limit brothers
All we know is hustle, we come from the struggle
[Verse 1]
Young nigga all I knew was hustle stack and make that double
Ditchin' school, right to the corner, couldn’t stay outta of trouble
Wit my niggas, totin' hammers we ain't need no muscles
Make sacrifices for our brothers cuz we love each other
Got Glocks, we lookin' for the opps, watch out for under covers
If he get snatched up for that brother, bet he won't say nothin'
Cuz I got niggas in the county, in the feds now
Answer the phone, make sure I send them hunnids every time
And ain't no nigga gone make sure my momma fed now
So you can't get shit for free bitch I need every dime
Picture me, black Rari, Forgiato rare tires
Member when we ain't have no car used to take the red line
G Herbo countin' all these bands now
1800 hunnid for my pants now
I was in the stu up all night just like a vampire
Think I forgot about my struggle? You a damn liar
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