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)