"From Nothin' To Somethin' Intro" lyrics
Yes
Nigga the slump is over, we winnin' again
Bring some money out homey, we spendin' again
Wipe the frown off shorty, we grinnin' again
Did he say again? Yes... we winnin' again
Nigga the slump is over, we winnin' again
Bring some money out homey, we spendin' again
Wipe the frown off shorty, we grinnin' again
Did he say again? Yes... we winnin' again
I'm ridin' through the metropolitan, everybody hollerin'
Me I'm just acknowledgin', with this million dollar grin
Shine like a halogen, cool as the island wind
I don't judge myself but if I do I'd give my style a ten
Met a chick, who belong, on front of Cosmopolitan
Thick in the right place, otherwise she model thin
She don't do no swallowin', but she got a wilder friend
Who don't give a fuck, I told both of them to follow then
I'm with the familia, you might be familiar
With a few faces but they still the nine milli-ya
They be like the Young Guns, so I guess I'm Billy bruh
I do more than William Bonny, I'm a little Willie-er
Chain a little chillier, wrist a little sillier
And I'm grown, so I'm not, really the, kid at all
But I hope you get it y'all, I can't say I did it all
But believe that 'fore I leave it I'mma try to get it all
What I don't get at all, is what these critics call
Stuntin', don't mean nothing
They don't live her like they read it y'all
It ain't the car, it's the way it's kitted y'all
Meanin' it's the little things, like the way my fitted fall
The way my posture lean, the way my necklace hang
You should respect this gang, if not expect this bang
But all this reckless slang, it don't effect us man
They build you up to break you down, it's just like Tetris man!
That's why I sex Ms. Thing, and let the next miss hang
And even if I wake up late I do the breakfast thing
That's an important meal, I is the important deal
Jay brought me to Def Jam, feel like it's a Jordan deal
I'm young Melo game-winning young fellow
Remember me, I mixed one white with one yellow
Turned nothing into somethin', you can do it too
This the music that you do it to, 'Lo-so
Nigga the slump is over, we winnin' again
Bring some money out homey, we spendin' again
Wipe the frown off shorty, we grinnin' again
Did he say again? Yes... we winnin' again
Nigga the slump is over, we winnin' again
Bring some money out homey, we spendin' again
Wipe the frown off shorty, we grinnin' again
Did he say again? Yes... we winnin' again
I'm ridin' through the metropolitan, everybody hollerin'
Me I'm just acknowledgin', with this million dollar grin
Shine like a halogen, cool as the island wind
I don't judge myself but if I do I'd give my style a ten
Met a chick, who belong, on front of Cosmopolitan
Thick in the right place, otherwise she model thin
She don't do no swallowin', but she got a wilder friend
Who don't give a fuck, I told both of them to follow then
I'm with the familia, you might be familiar
With a few faces but they still the nine milli-ya
They be like the Young Guns, so I guess I'm Billy bruh
I do more than William Bonny, I'm a little Willie-er
Chain a little chillier, wrist a little sillier
And I'm grown, so I'm not, really the, kid at all
But I hope you get it y'all, I can't say I did it all
But believe that 'fore I leave it I'mma try to get it all
What I don't get at all, is what these critics call
Stuntin', don't mean nothing
They don't live her like they read it y'all
It ain't the car, it's the way it's kitted y'all
Meanin' it's the little things, like the way my fitted fall
The way my posture lean, the way my necklace hang
You should respect this gang, if not expect this bang
But all this reckless slang, it don't effect us man
They build you up to break you down, it's just like Tetris man!
That's why I sex Ms. Thing, and let the next miss hang
And even if I wake up late I do the breakfast thing
That's an important meal, I is the important deal
Jay brought me to Def Jam, feel like it's a Jordan deal
I'm young Melo game-winning young fellow
Remember me, I mixed one white with one yellow
Turned nothing into somethin', you can do it too
This the music that you do it to, 'Lo-so
Writer(s): John Jackson, Sharif Slater
