Nothing To Something

[Hook 2x] Nothin' to somethin' That's a wonderful feelin' Rolls, Rolls Royce Look at the cealin' (look at the stars) Homicide (DOA) Close case, couple of killings (first-degree murder) Listen to me, then look at me Bitch I'm the realist (bitch I'm the trillest) [Verse 1: Moneybagg yo] The money come hunnids bags at the time That should tell you that I'm on my grind I fuck a bitch when I got the time Never comfortable I keep that iron If you lookin' , I ain't hard to find In the streets white and yellow lines Sellin' packs before I rode around In the trap lookin' out the blinds I pop me a pill till it dissolves My wrist says I'm glizzy (my wrist says im glizzy) Yo diamonds don't hit up at all (they dont) You need some assistance (you need you some help) I poured up a deuce John Wall I with Pack, thats my dawg Big bag, big boss I run the city, fuck the law [Hook 2x] Nothin' to somethin' That's a wonderful feelin' Rolls, Rolls Royce Look at the ceilin' (look at the stars) Homicide (DOA) Close case, couple of killings (first-degree murder) Listen to me, then look at me Bitch I'm the realist (bitch I'm the trillest) [Verse 2: Wallway Pack] I heard she ain't got no cash I just left for neiman, so i dropped that bagg You know all my niggas shootin' like Steve Nagg (steve nagg) They like Pack,you want to be with moneybagg Let's get to it and goin' bring that money back (back, naw I mean) You know my niggas the realist Like Tyson my diamonds the hittin' We fuck the baddest bitches We get the cash and flip it These niggas ain't makin' no moves on baby I know you broke, cuz you ain't got no paper Pulled up with bagg, I just fucked up the bank I be dodgin, in that Bentley musslin Hope I dont crash, I be on drank What a wonderful feelin', catch this bitch slippin' Wha in the fuck were you thinkin' Stars in the ceilin' pull up in that wraith You started doubtin' my lil homie Case Done with these faces I'm not racist We really came from nothin' [Hook 2x] Nothin' to somethin' That's a wonderful feelin' Rolls, Rolls Royce Look at the ceilin' (look at the stars) Homicide (DOA) Close case, couple of killings (first-degree murder) Listen to me, then look at me Bitch I'm the realist (bitch I'm the trillest)