Crooked I - Sumthin From Nuthin lyrics

Yeah man, I remember back when a n***a ain't had no money for studio time barely. No muhf**in' beats, we made our own beats and sh**, no producers, we be like, hahah. n***a would do anything he had to do to get at this hip-hop sh** man, anything, know what I'm sayin'? Start beating on the mic like this, for the drum you know, that's the mic. n***as would rap about some sh** they never even f**in' had, we wanted that sh** though. We be like: "Ridin' on some big wheels, bank account 6 mil. Livin' on the street called life, and I'm on that b**h heel." Even though we ain't have no of that sh** back then, but we do know though, let me get back at it. Hair trigger, big still, quick heel, wig peeled Rapping about the struggle so vivid you know the sh**'s real Empty fridge wasn't even 20 [?] simply kids Not a penny to pitch, f** it we pitchin Henny lids To make the pockets bulge, can't divulge sh** we did Risky biz, type of sh** that'll get me 50 bids Coming of age, it wasn't a lick I wasn't down to hit I think I knew some Nigerians who used to counterfeit Funny money, I think I had like 30 pounds of it But this is only rap so tell the detectives downtown to quit Gotta watch how I speak to the beat Cuz I'm on the streets as we speak and I won't sleep til we eat G code of silence, all the secrets we keep Could make a movie about it but nah, we gon' keep it discrete But I can rap about going from Virgin to d**h Row To Em recognizing one of the best flows on the West Coast And even though I'm blessed, the vest still on my chest close You got the life of this black star backwards like I was Def Mos We really out here, nah, we really out chyeah I'm in the zone n***a, I got a long way to go but I'd be lying if I said we wasn't on n***a We on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a We on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a We on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a We on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a, we on n***a