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Featuring Dave East [Intro] Started with nothing Talking this, talking that,talk that money, nigga! Huh? [Bridge] In the ghetto shit gets real, I don’t care how niggas feel Heavy metal sits you still, kiss the devil in the grill Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make you hot, I bet these hammers make ‘em drop [Verse] I got my shades on, and this head is strong Them diamonds black just like Akon I know killers beats, let’s not rate poor Head in my lap like her face gone Made 8 songs that’s like 8 bomb Just gotta make it, no Trey Songz Beat knocking that base strong From the same town that put Mays on And he came too, I smoke bamboo till them brains stew Stop copying what your man do Most count all the bitches I ran through OG Kush from Oakland, take that to the head like shampoo Letras de cancionesGrand Crew free max beat, all this paper coming in tax free [Hook] I started with a whole lot of nothing Now I’m trying to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lot of fronting Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot! All I wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day I die Started with the whole lot of nothing, Now I’m trying to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lot of fronting Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot! All I wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day I die [Bridge] In the ghetto shit gets real, I don’t care how niggas feel Heavy metal sits you still, kiss the devil in the grill Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make you hot, I bet these hammers make ‘em drop [Verse] I started back in the ’87 I was eleven with a mac ’11 I was more about getting paid But before the folks I kept the weapons Trying to flip big daddy cane Nigga what, no half stepping Then I switch to moving grain, hesitate, I got connected I hustle hard, all these minds, check 16 I was on the cars ’90 Lumina ,Impala on the rise Man, this child had a different meaning When you see him shoot for the stars Man, it wasn’t about no dreaming, it was about killing Mars Fucked up when I look back With folds got his shit crack Ma’am, we ain’t had no daddy, nobody tell us to get back All we knew was two 11's, one eighty-seven and kick backs That sucks when I’m trying to sleep, and I’m still hearin’ them click clacks [Hook] I started with a whole lot of nothing Now I’m trying to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lot of fronting Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot! All I wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day I die Started with the whole lot of nothing, Now I’m trying to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lot of fronting Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot! All I wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day I die [Bridge] In the ghetto shit gets real, I don’t care how niggas feel Heavy metal sits you still, kiss the devil in the grill Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make you hot, I bet these hammers make ‘em drop [Verse] I don’t need your hand shakes and your fake love Your fake dust got real heat Niggas fuck you up and then still speak She sucked me up, till I feel weak She nasty, but I love it My shooter with me in public Coming from where the house was public Got myself popping nigga with no budget! Got them five o, so I ride slow Smoking hydro till my eyes low Would it take the bull, hesitate the bull So just save the bull for Chicago Get wrapped up like a job roll Younger, rich, poor the flossin He cooking up for the fortune But better ya afford a coffin Recorders often to catch you So watch who you stay next to Extended clips that will strech you Shots get send just like a bitch text you These streets better know my story Dedication, passion and glory Glock 9 so clutch robbery Get us my bike, don’t step on my morris nigga! [Hook] I started with a whole lot of nothing Now I’m trying to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lot of fronting Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot! All I wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day I die Started with the whole lot of nothing, Now I’m trying to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lot of fronting Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot! All I wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day I die [Bridge] In the ghetto shit gets real, I don’t care how niggas feel Heavy metal sits you still, kiss the devil in the grill Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make you hot, I bet these hammers make ‘em drop From Letras Mania