“Nothing” is the second track on Progress’s sophomore mixtape, “Nothing is Everything.” The song is produced by Eric Towerz Beatz.
The song chronicles Pro’s journey from a child to an adolescent and from an adolescent to an adult. Beginning with a child who wants to be popular in school but never f...
[Hook]
Life's a bitch and then you die
It all disappears in the blink of an eye
Life is short and then you go
And the world's lost more than it'll ever know
I search the planet but I find no hope
I close my eyes and I tie my ropes
But the nothingness inside
Just won't leave me alone
Just won't leave me alone
Just won't leave me alone
[Verse 1]
Yo, I used to be an ordinary kid
Used to have all the dreams of fitting in
And all I wanted was some cool friends
To be the man all the ladies wanna' kick it with
But try as I might, I was just too shy
Resented the life that I was blessed with by God
My life dream was just a mirage
And my smile was just a facade
And all the kids who were in that clique
Grew up to be hoes, jerks, sluts and pricks
Man, am I glad that I didn't blend in
That would make me just a clone of them
And if you don't get the importance of being your own person
You better rewind the tape and listen closer to the sermon
Don't let uniqueness be a burden
The nothingness that you felt means that you ain't the generic version
[Verse 2]
Okay, we've been down the road before, set it 2nd gear, then we floor it
Rocking the rear-view and pushing daisies like I'm a florist
Running like I was Forrest, but I'm headed to no-man's-land
Side-stepping landmines like a line in the sand
I got a gun in my hand and my finger is on the trigger
My vision is getting blurry and my heartbeat is getting quicker
And I feel like I'm all up in her, I'm talking about Mother Earth
I've been fucking this planet ever since the day of my birth
And this verse is for the kids who were born with a blessing
You feel like it's a curse, but one day, you'll get the message
That your life don't mean nothing unless you be stacking hundreds
Ben Franklin can wait, dawg, but I can't stop running
Oh no, my head won't stop spinning, oh no, my mind's on vacation
I'm gon' keep making Progress until I get to my destination
So quit your talking and ranking when you can't walk without breaking
Progress Whitlock, sixteen years in the making
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Yo, I used to be an ordinary kid
Never thought that in a year that I'd be spitting these lyrics
I've evolved with the times and shown it all through the rhymes
I've done it time after time and after all of it, not a dime
But that's okay in my mind, 'cause it's not about making change
It's about making some change, all-in-all, money ain't a thing
And I don't need a golden ring or a dollar sign on my neck
'Cause the gold in my heart is the reason I wanna' be respected
And the incense burning and the clock keeps turning
I wonder if I'm really learning or just getting the facts
It's true, they don't lie, but my life is flying by
Imma' leave and I'm never coming back
And it's true what they say when the sand slips away
You gotta' flip the jar and start over
You gotta' work for the skill and make your own luck
You gotta' pick you own four-leaf clovers
[Bridge]
Money, sex, drugs, love
Money, sex, drugs, love
Money, sex, drugs, love
Money, sex, drugs, love
Don't stop 'till you get enough
Don't stop 'till you get enough
Don't stop 'till you get enough
Fuck it man, I've had enough
[Verse 4]
Yeah, the Lord Almighty led the way
Abandoned, hopeless and left astray
Bearing the chains that I've forged myself
Walking this road that I've paved to Hell
The path is crowded with familiar faces
While an empty stairway leads to Heaven's graces
So Imma' get off this road, Imma' head for the gates
Phone up the Almighty, tell Him I'm on my way
This ordinary kid is through with ordinary shit
I'm sick of taking all my days away and wasting every bit of them
I'm walking through the valley of the shadow of death
And I won't stop trying to get out 'till my very last breath
'Til my death, I will fight in the name of those that I love
Coming out of extinction and now I'm ready to erupt
I'm sick of spending my whole life just trying to be something
'Cause it seems like I'm little more than nothing
[Hook]
"Nothing is Everything, and I am no exception..."
Nothing was written by Ronnie K. Whitlock.
Nothing was produced by Erik Towerz Beatz.