liltjay - rags 2 riches lyrics

[Verse 1: Rod Wave] We went from rags to riches (Yeah) Project fences to livin’ luxury Now we live luxury Straight out that bottom, nobody gave nothing to me Be careful while fu*king with me All of my lil’ brothers ’bout it, they cuttin’ for me Yeah, they gon’ cut you for me Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free Say she in love with me (What else?) But save your love, I just want your company (Pray 4 Love) I fall in the club for free I give out daps and them hugs, but no one’s for me ‘Cause that type of sh*t don’t faze a player, uh (What else?) This type of sh*t is what make a hater [Pre-Chorus: Rod Wave] When you got it out the mud, yeah Ran it up, yeah Really don’t give no f*ck, yeah Don’t give no f*ck When you turn nothing to something, yeah Really hustlin’, yeah Young and gettin’ that money, yeah We gettin’ that money, yeah [Chorus: Rod Wave] Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches, mmm Rags to riches (Damn) Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches To riches (Damn) [Verse 2: Lil Baby] I went from rags to riches I still go back to the trenches We had to smash some ni**as No silver spoons, we had plastic utensils He just came home, he still packin’ his pistol Die in these streets or get saved by the system Or get you some millions, my lifestyle is vicious These hoes ain’t gon’ miss you They f*ck on your partner, act like they forgot you, that sh*t have you sick My girl, she the realest, I know how to pick ’em I know what I did, I need you to bear with me I know sh*t get ugly, but that’s why you pretty And pushin’ a Bentley, my kind near extinct I put up them millions, I’ll never go broke I’m a god in my hood, I give everyone hope Can’t remember a time when my answer was nope I remember the times I had nowhere to go Down to my lowest, I turned to a pro And I’m pourin’ my heart out, I bought my lil’ boy house I brought all the bros out, I never try show out I’m never gon’ go out, never that Every time that I turn around, I’m giving back Once they whack him, he’s dead, it ain’t no gettin’ back I was giving my all, not asking for it back I had blue hearts at first, I had to turn ’em black [Chorus: Rod Wave] Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches, mmm Rags to riches (Damn) Rags to riches Rags to riches Rags to riches To riches (Damn