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Made It From Nothing (Explicit) - Meek Mill/Teyana Taylor/Rick Ross
Written by：T. Taylor/T. Azzouz/N. Warwar/R. Williams/A. Boggs/W. Roberts/A. Hassan/STREETRUNNER/Tarik Azzouz
I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this
They know I took my time with
Diamonds on my neck I blind them with the wrist
Hey it feels good when you make it from nothing
I grind like this
So I can shine like this
Them diamonds on my wrist
It feels good when you make it from nothing
Uh North Philly in my bloodstream
South Philly from my dad genes
I could wear my dad jeans
Bought my mom and sister a new crib when that cash came
Ni**a put some respect up on my last name
No better feelin' than seeing my cousin serve his last fiend
No better feelin' seein' lil Papi talkin French to me
All this money these never get to me
Why you think you never hear 'bout what they did to me
Hunnid bands quarter milli talking big money
I'm want you dead and nobody stopping
'Cause honestly we give a f**k about your big homie
Posted in the jungle with a ladder a ladder
How can they compare me to a rapper
Did it for attention 'cause he had to
Broke their opinions never mattered
D**n it feels good from way up here
D**n it feels good baby
Yeah from way up here
I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this
They know I took my time with
Diamonds on my neck I'm blogging with the wrist
Hey it feels good when you make it from nothin'
I grind like this
So I can shine like this
Them diamonds on my wrist
It feels good when you make it from nothin'
I always need a prayer before we do the toast
My circle competitive let's see who move the most
I gave my niggas game before they knew the ropes
Now let's talk about numbers I really do 'em both
I still got two real uncles who still be doing d**e
One of them used to run with a fluky stokes
So many new faces sometimes I do get ghosts
Still one call away from ones who really knew me most
Staying in my lane out of the uzi smoke
You only beating cases based on who you know
Public defender gave him a funeral
Juvenile sent to Rikers he never knew the rules
Assesin' religions he don't know who to choose
Let's bow our head over these Ramen noodles
God is the greatest and I pray for peace
Still rolling up that leaf Mr Drew Ali I salute you
D**n it feels good from way up here
D**n it feels good baby
Yeah from way up here
I just want the money baby yeah yeah yeah
Hey
What they want from me baby
Yeah yeah yeah whoa
And we still want it
Money is coming we still run dough
Run up but we never lay low
Kept it real so we never lay low never lay low
Run through the money going way up
Money on the wheels go way up
The doors on the coupe go way up
It's so easy to hate us
In the club spilling Aces of Spades
Popping on the bub' and they love a check
Going somewhere I'm make it
If you ain't got my money I'm take that
They probably thought wouldn't shine like this
Got deals so I signed like this
Diamonds on my neck I blind them with the wrist
Hey yeah
I'ma change my mind on you
You know how we do
I'm eating lobster on a plate now
