Ace Hood - Nothing To Something lyrics

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Ace Hood - Nothing To Something lyrics

Uh, a dollar and a dream Get it by any means Started with a couple n***as, loyal to a team Hard work, it was once a dream Won it all my n***a, I'm all about the cream From nothing to something Nothing to something Broke as a joke, the n***as would think it was funny Nothing to something From nothing to something How we the n***as on the boulevard who run it From nothing to something (yea) To frequently stuntin' (yea) Used to diss me now them b**hes be easily f**in' No use for the bucket, I'm whippin' a Phantom Still I know who get it cheap out of Little Havana Keep it caution n***as, know who be talkin' bananas Watch you block up, give a f** if you holdin' umbrellas Watch the n***as you around cause motherf**in' jealous Pillow talkin' with them b**hes 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 n***as set you up and act like they one of your peeps I got it from nothing, to money your bundles Don't give a f** if n***as owe me a couple of hundred I need that, I'm talkin' asap Got this sh** off the muscle, I'm talkin' way back Little Frangle you n***as, b**hes you hatin' a** Only reason I come through stuntin' with paper tags Yellow diamonds be shining, know how to pay back You n***as boring, I whipped the foreign, it's 8 spac A dollar and a dream Get it by any means Started with a couple n***as, loyal to a team Hard work, it was once a dream Won it all my n***a, I'm all about the cream From nothing to something Nothing to something Broke as a joke, the n***as would think it was funny Nothing to something From nothing to something How we the n***as 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 f**ing these b**hes, 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 f** up a hater Let's get 'em pissed, look at my latest b**h You will think Beyonce ride with me at the wheel b**h we the business, couple million Swimmin' in f** 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, b**hes you f**in' 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 n***as, loyal to a team Hard work, it was once a dream Won it all my n***a, I'm all about the cream From nothing to something Nothing to something Broke as a joke, the n***as would think it was funny Nothing to something From nothing to something How we the n***as on the boulevard who run it