Started Wit Nothin’

J. Stone & T.I. & Nipsey Hussle - Rap, West Coast Rap
Started Wit Nothin’
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Duration: 2:42
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[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Aye, I don't give a fuck... I don't care what you say, nigga I just hopped off the stage, nigga On my way to get paid, nigga Got promethazine on the plane with us When we land they switch languages That's a long flight so they pay different My passport ain't got one blank page in it Young made nigga Dropped out the tenth grade, nigga Rolex was my wave, nigga I got Malcolm X on my chain, nigga Tony Montana, Mark Cuban or better yet Eric Wright, nigga we Ruthless Came in this game and got cracking while these other niggas was making excuses Making my way, making my moves Pull up at Ruth Chris, looking so coupish doing my do Came in '08, paying my dues Now I'm a boss and you niggas is fooled [Verse 2: J. Stone] I'm from the hood, my name is good I do what I want, you do what you could Busting a jugg, they tryna book me I need a bag, homie what's good Rolling a wood, OG of Cookies Yeah, it took time but look where it took me I'm on my grind, they overlooked me Hating on mine, you niggas is pussy My time to shine, you just a rookie Sit on the bench, I'm putting up points Making new joints, shit is on point Don't fuck with the pigs, I'm calling 'em oinks I want the M's, y'all want the coins Young nigga making noise Fucking this industry like I do porn 25/8, night to the morn' I kill a rapper, his momma'll mourn Just send his body straight to the morgue I already won, fuck y'all awards Finna go from the block straight to the Forbes Nigga, I'm tryna go hop in a Porsche Nigga was young when I got off the porch I ain't got time to fuck with you whores I'd rather go hop in a foreign [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Pour up some Remy, aye, pour up some Veuve All of my niggas, this one is for you Started with nothing and then we improved Cartier lenses, look at them colorful views I'm fuckin 'em through, aye [Verse 3: T.I.] What could prepare ya and what could I tell ya? Well, I didn't learn more from the wins than I did from the failures Man, I'm no stranger to danger, adversity is not unfamiliar Man, I keep building these businesses, balancing hundreds of millions Look in the mirror in love with myself Can't believe how far I came, all I done for myself Just can't get over it So much that I have to go to the trenches and humble myself I promised myself I will hold my shit together And never will fumble myself, yeah An anomaly rare I see shit when there's nothing out there, yeah Soul on my left, soul on my right I win and I lose, just as long as I fight From the brightest of days to the stormiest nights My experience left me with all this advice, yeah We came up from nothing and ended up living the life So we don't get offended, we find out that we ain't your type Man we keeping the bottles on ice [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Pour up some Remy, aye, pour up some Veuve All of my niggas, this one is for you Started with nothing and then we improved Cartier lenses, look at them colorful views I'm fuckin 'em through, aye
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Credits
- Writers
- Nipsey Hussle
- T.I.
- J. Stone