Belly (CA) - Came From Nothing lyrics

Angels cry every time you dance I took a chance, I guess I met the devil in France I shook his hand White sand, black bandanas and semis Jules stashed the work in the HEMI We trap from Denny's Quit Henney bad b**hes I hit plenty Here's a list of real n***as, me I missed any? (I don't think so.) Say a prayer like it's before dinner Hot shells during the cold winter Wonder why it's all Balmain and Custom bought? Cause Santa never had sh** for a m**m boy Go and figure, go and figure They roll over on you when they was rollin' with you Code of honor like it's the holy scripture Bet it's 2020 vision till that 40 hit you Up for days mixing d** with the paranoia This one's for the dope boys stackin' just to pay the lawyer I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow Tryina dream, it's a cold winter No friends, in the end they all pretend Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold dinner Really came from nothing Homie nothing's realla Really came from nothing Homie nothing's realla Cold revenge so sweet, I'm chowing down Mr. Chow, it's fried lobster and kung-pow Smoke a pound, I don't gotta put towers down Presence fell, I'm around when out of town Back on your set like f** a setback I was in the hole 2 mill Pay the debt back, n***as throwin' chips on the table Take your best bet, you can keep five off top Bring the rest back Foreign women and immigrant cars (Bonjour!) A couple sin for an innocent heart Crack the bag, make your nose twitch Watches that don't tick for the whole clique She wanna make a team, wanna make the team She wanna make a team, wanna make a team She really do! She wanna make a team, wanna make a team We're talking vivid, we can make the scene Your beauty like funeral flowers Your beauty like funeral flowers Your beauty like funeral flowers Such a dark and luminous power I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow Tryina dream, it's a cold winter No friends, in the end they all pretend Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold dinner Really came from nothing Homie nothing's realla Really came from nothing Homie nothing's realla I sit at home all alone with the 44 under my pillow Tryina dream, it's a cold winter No friends, in the end they all pretend Seven sins, talking revenge, I serve a cold dinner Really came from nothing Homie nothing's realla Really came from nothing Homie nothing's realla